01-19-2008, 06:49 PM
Sinopa sat down, crossing her legs and her hands holding onto her ankles. She was trying to calm down; she hated cities with a passion and they scared her a little. "... deeeep breaths... deep breaths..." She inhaled deeply and held her breath.
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!