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 will break my family's heart.

Who is that girl I see,
Staring straightly 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?