Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter
Can it be
I wasn?t meant to play this part
Now I see
If I were truely to be myself
I would break my family?s heart
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don?t know
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am, though I?ve tried
When will my reflection show who I am inside
When will my reflection show who I am inside