一百二十五号作品：雨夜

山菊

人生有没有意义我不知道。我知道的是真正去了解自己是件很有意思的事~~~只有走入人心（尤其是自己的内心），才能走出浅薄，走向成熟。
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holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
: V) b  D1 n" \$ [I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
$ L) v( ]/ R* e$ b: YOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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+ F/ V6 G! o  L4 X9 nReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
8 d" q1 a5 a6 b" vFeel the rain on your skin
; K4 @  A6 O" R8 k% A' yNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
8 G- y+ Q% N4 o/ LNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
  v9 m& _' p5 I8 w" ?Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
4 R- c# O: Z3 A  k! ~  ^0 c% IToday is where your book begins
1 x3 R3 N/ J4 ?5 G/ q! jThe rest is still unwritten

4 w2 h% k. [! Y- ^' D, KUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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