02-10-2006, 12:58 PM
"You think I'm happy the way I am right now?" She sat up straight, glaring at him. "You try being beaten to death almost every day of your life and having to do the most ridiculous things just so you wouldn't get thrown out in the streets." She was trying to keep her voice calm, and it showed. Talking about her past almost always made her angry.
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!