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
$ |; @2 t4 [, |I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
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0 F! o% I; x+ _2 l; T1 ]Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
! Y: x" v% p- G2 r/ WSo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
6 K/ q2 k1 k& B0 e: X# C* `* d% aFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
" |4 D9 T9 M$ IOnly you can let it in
: y6 J4 u; [! v1 c0 dNo one else, no one else
# h1 P, K4 _) Q- ^Can speak the words on your lips
- X6 p: @! U6 s) W& m( ^9 VDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
& v1 B! q5 e% A! n4 o/ ~Today is where your book begins
8 S- F. [: l& CThe rest is still unwritten

5 ~* q( K1 V; \Unwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)
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