Written by Natasha Bedingfield, rearranged by me
I’m 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 me
I open up the clouded window
Letting the sun illuminate the words I couldn’t find.
Reaching for something in the distance
So close I can almost taste it
Releasing my inhibitions
Feeling the rain on my skin
No one else can feel it for me
Only I can let it in
No one else
Can speak the words on my lips
While I’m drenching myself in words unspoken
Living my life with arms wide open
Today is where my book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break traditions
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes
But I can’t live that way
Staring at the blank page before me
I open up the cloudy window
Letting the sun illuminate the words I could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close I can almost taste it
No one else can write it for me
Only I can let it begin
No one else
Can speak the words on my lips
Drenching myself in words unspoken
Living my life with arms wide open
Today is where my book begins
Happy Tuesday, everyone!!!
Please continue to prayer for Naomi. Each day, hundreds are searching. Let’s hope today is the day she comes home.
More information at “Naomi Irion -Missing/Abduction-Fernley, Nevada”.