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
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

% Y/ j/ A4 [9 Z* uStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

1 b7 u& Z1 I0 k% `2 R" oReaching for something in the distance
2 ^4 l8 P$ m, W0 J1 X6 i  _So close you can almost taste it
4 O7 M! X7 t) y+ |6 ?Release your inhibitions
" C$ G4 _6 D, M$ SFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
& H+ q. v2 `! A0 S1 D( ~, sCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
" x  {4 }! d- q' uLive your life with arms wide open
2 A/ U' L/ e2 E4 UToday is where your book begins
6 j: h  L9 B; A& F: x: j# P. vThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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