11-16-2011, 07:30 PM
Miya sat on the lawn to wait for her ride home and she opened the script for the musical again. They weren't going to do Moulin Rouge! after all; too many technical aspects had a high risk of injury. So, she was sitting and reading it over with a sort of pout.
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!