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

" C1 E: ~9 @. I+ FStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
& [( h5 ^3 @& YLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

1 n' ^1 O" Z  \- r) K1 x; Z- LReaching for something in the distance
3 A+ e: f( f( d# n+ M8 NSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
% D: J$ u3 ?; X5 R* t8 {- T3 r; nNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
5 N: Q! H8 h3 sCan speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
, L% L4 i) e! \* A/ AToday is where your book begins
. b; B  _1 ^$ G* ~) LThe rest is still unwritten
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Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)