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
! ]2 E7 E- M9 y. D% q* UI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

! s' e8 P$ {+ ?3 j  ^7 [! SStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
: G2 F8 Q) V4 O% ~So close you can almost taste it
# L" D& F* h9 ?4 X. nRelease your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
" I0 r8 Z, R0 z" R6 P$ @0 XOnly you can let it in
, S) _8 a2 a6 j% o0 j, M+ K; _No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
- O4 C3 [( i! Y, k% x' ~8 ZDrench yourself in words unspoken
( X; k! r/ S, Q# ^Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
: D! ?8 }6 e1 _/ UThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)