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

. E. [; k% r% }+ l9 U+ U% LStaring at the blank page before you
- J  j2 n$ n* u( ]9 z1 ]Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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" L: }, \; h" e0 MReaching for something in the distance
( f% A  U8 H% c4 |8 ]9 pSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
3 ]  o! X) T8 F5 `5 e" wOnly you can let it in
' \) a9 A- p" XNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
  B4 L% }0 X# b  x1 q8 h5 H! A9 d6 ~Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
7 A& W. x& U- }3 P3 D) i: @8 dToday is where your book begins
) \2 J) A% M4 O7 a& n& J" w: m( h! J4 LThe rest is still unwritten

Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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