Unwritten

Just I was thinking about my plans and what not - this song came to mind...

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
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 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

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 where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I guess it's a reminder for a young soul like me. There are still so much out there that I need to see for myself. My future is still unwritten and I have a lifetime to fill it with stories about my heartaches, my achievements, my desires, my aspirations, my failures, my little victories, my struggles. I'm well aware of the expectations that people have on me but no, I will have to live my life the way I want it to be and no one should dictate it If I have to break tradition, social norms and rules - so be it. After all, as the only poem that I ever memorize has it - I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.