07-24-2012, 08:28 PM
"Hey, Star." Zili tapped his fingers on a lab table. "Is there any way to measure a person's intelligence? I'm trying to convince Infri that's he's probably actually quite smart, but he won't hear it. You're like Rosa, from what Kayte's told me; maybe you can find a way to explain it?"
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!