Leslie French Reflection ^{Ожидает модерации}

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?