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 can not 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