Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughterCan it be I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see that if I were truely to be myself
I will break my family's heartWho 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?
