Reflection
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?



posted by siduahuruf @ 1:40 a. m.