Look at me, you may think you see who I really am. But, you’ll never know me. Every day, is as if I play apart.
Now I see, if I wear a mask, I can fool the world. But, I can not 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 don’t 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 a 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 reflections show who I am inside?
When will my reflections show who I am inside?
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-Christina Aguilera 'Reflection', Mulan Ost-
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