Reflection – easy

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?

When will my reflection show,

who I am inside?