Look at me...
I will never pass for 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?