09-12-2012, 07:53 PM
"That would be nearly impossible. Unless... no, she probably died with the rest." She sighed. "There was a woman I remember, a very strange lady; she came in to check the tubes and needles once in awhile and she was... oddly and genuinely kind to me. She spoke to me once in awhile; told me that I was growing up into a beautiful young woman and that she hoped her daughter had half my strength." She grimaced. "Kind of a horrible thing to wish on your child, to have to be tormented."
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!