Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Unwritten

I'm unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined. I' just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned. 

Staring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window. Let the sun illuminate the words that you can't find. Reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it, release your inhibitions!

Feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it ini, no one else!!!

Can speak the words on your lips. Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begin! The rest is still unwritten...

I break tradition. Sometimes my tries are outside the lines. We've been condition to not make mistakes, but i can't live that way!



#Thank you for giving me such a burned spirit, Mrs. Natasha Bedingfield.

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