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?

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