live your life with arms wide open

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined. i'm 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 could not find.

Reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it.

Feel the rain on your skin. no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in.

No one else can speak the words on your lips. drench yourself in words unspoken.

Today is where 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.