Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect friend
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
it would break everyone's heart...

How I pray
that a time will come I can free myself
and meet their expectations

On that day
I'll discover someway to free myself
and to make they all happy

They want a docile lamb
but no one knows who I am...

Who is that girl I see
staring straight back at me?

Must there be secrets
that 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?



-Taken from Disney Mulan's Reflection (with some changes)