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, although I've tried

When will my reflection show who I am inside

When will my reflection show who I am inside.