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) A1 o1 X( y' WStaring at the blank page before you
6 F! S- c3 V5 |, y* O0 U7 E! H5 u. r8 ~( ~Open up the dirty window
1 L9 p6 {4 I. c# M- z& HLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
6 @+ q* {6 z9 {3 NRelease your inhibitions
1 X* F) a2 z4 k4 p2 `$ @Feel the rain on your skin
3 P: s4 t4 F8 c0 h8 YNo one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
2 u( I5 C5 r7 _, A! G/ ^" `+ VNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
  H' A1 H: b& |* R) h. I1 Y2 lDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
  H2 e! ]3 {% e6 y' B* m4 m& c. ]The rest is still unwritten
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' B# E% p( k. @+ Z" h' i- N. o! Q) {Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)