02-10-2006, 12:07 PM
The girl curled up in a corner, hiding her face. Her tail, which was mottled gray and black, had wrapped itself around her left leg, symbolizing she didn't want to talk. She hardly moved at all afterwards, only shifting a bit so the chains wouldn't hurt her ears so much. Dad, why did you send me away? My brothers were half-demons too... why didn't you send them away too? she thought, not even crying. That was most of what she thought now, remembering her father's look of hatred whenever he'd looked at her. When he'd finally found a way to get rid of her, he'd done so without even letting her say goodbye to her mother or siblings.
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!