Unwritten

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined

I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending

Unplanneded

Starring at the blank page before you

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun iluminate the words that you could not

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 in

No one else, no one else

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is when your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries,

are outside the lines

We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but

I Can't live that way...

(Natasha Bedingfield).

P.S. Esta canção foi meu raio de sol hoje,

já que o dia está encoberto por nuvens

cinzas, eu o colori ouvindo o que, aos
meus ouvidos, soa como poesia...

Mi.