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?