Look at me, I will never pass for the perfect bride or a perfect daughter
Can't it be‚ I'm not meant to play this part
Now I see‚ that if I was 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 try
When will my reflection show, who I am inside?
(I try‚ I try, I try)