Reflection - Evynne Hollens

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

How I pray, that a time will come

I can free myself and meet their expectations

On that day, I’ll discover someway to be myself

And to make my family proud

They want a docile lamb

No-one knows who I am

Must there be a secret me

I’m forced to hide

Must I pretend that I am someone else for all time

When will my reflection show, who I am inside

When will my reflection show, who I am inside