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
/ M6 V( m- l; r; j$ J/ C$ LI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
4 W- _7 M) t+ M( O* Z, sOpen up the dirty window
0 ^1 I0 [3 z$ b, M/ ]0 G  nLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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  i8 L6 }3 J2 `4 x9 r7 N4 {Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
- E& c" Q" a5 \5 A9 A3 B6 x9 GFeel 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
/ K4 b4 W# t% G8 \$ r7 Z9 l* z* @Can speak the words on your lips
2 w3 W  `* ^* C$ I8 r( NDrench 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)