Reflection

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? How I pray that a time will come I can free myself and meet their expectations On that day, I'll discover someway to be myself And to make my family proud They want a docile lamb No one knows who I am Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide? Must I pretend that I'm Someone else for all time? When will my reflection show Who I am inside? When will my reflection show Who I am inside?