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

  ^0 m+ x2 y9 O5 |. cStaring at the blank page before you
- Z) S+ Y) L7 l8 D! w" L  P; Q  |Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

/ \- d# i+ \2 P, Y! Y5 pReaching for something in the distance
8 {6 C5 H( e. M, w4 j- Y) Y/ U/ }So close you can almost taste it
( r: B9 s" c% _# ARelease your inhibitions
% N% Q# k& H8 o$ IFeel the rain on your skin
& {4 m. N; A3 R3 _6 gNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
' \/ `+ H6 ?1 N( eCan speak the words on your lips
7 `" L/ c4 w) a5 f  j% G& ~Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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