I stand in front of the thing for a moment, actually sure I won't a have a problem with this. A memory flashes across my mind before I drop and get started. Don't focus on the past. Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I finish my shower and dress into a tank top and shorts, blow drying my hair. I outline my eyes and take a deep breath, walking back out and running a hand through my hair.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!