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?