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?
I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter
can it be,
I'm not meant to play this part?
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 tried
when will my reflection show who I am inside
sincerely yours . .
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