11-22-2009, 03:39 PM
"And Georgie too. And that new kid at school, what was their name."
"Erika?" Georgie's voice could be heard.
"Yeah, her. Figured it might help her out around here to get to know some of us."
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!