Look at me, you may think you see who I really am. But you'll never know me. Everyday, it's as if I play a part. Now I see, if I wear a mask I can fool the world, But I cannot fool my heart.

Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show who I am inside? I am now in a world where I have to hide my heart, and what I believe in. But somehow, I will show the world, what's inside my heart, and be loved for who I am.

Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I dont know? Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time? When will my reflection show who I am inside? There's a heart that must be free to fly, that burns with the need to know the reason why. Why must we all conceal, what we think, how we feel? Must there be a secret me, I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that I'm someone else for all time. When will my reflection show who I am inside?

xoxo
Gis