09-18-2005, 03:07 PM
Nilly watched the night-time sky, her hair almost black in the faint streetlight. A small plastic doll in a traditional pink Japanese yukata and sky-blue obi was sitting on her shoulder, her light brown hair shining. Her blank face defied all as she said, without her face changing at all, "Dream stalkers are out again."
"Indeed, they are, Terra," said Nilly softly, jumping down from the tree.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!