Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughter
Can it be I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see that if I were truly 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?
I am now in a world where I have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow I will show them what's inside
On that day, I'll discover some way to be myself
And to make my family proud
They want a docile lamb
No one knows who I am
Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?
Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
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