Look At Me, I Will Never Pass For A Perfect Bride

Or A Perfect Daughter.

Can It Be, I'm Not Ment To Play This Part?

Now I See, That If I Were Truly To Be Myself

I Would Break My Fathers Heart.

Who Is That Girl I See? Staring Straight Back At Me. Why Is My Reflection Someone I Don't Know? Some How 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?