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?

When will my reflection show

who I am inside?