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 make 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 am
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?