Reflection.

"Look at me, you may think you see who I really am, but you'll never know me. Everyday, it's as if I play a part. Now I see, if i wear a mask, I can fool the world, but I cannot fool my heart. Who is this girl i see? Straring straight, back at me. When will my reflections 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 in my heart, and be loved for who I am. Who is this 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 the 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 reasons why. Why must we all conceal what we think how I feel? Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide. I wont pretend that I'm someone else for all the time. When will my reflections show who I am inside?"