Every day I live my life
I try to find out who I am
But when I look into the mirror
I'm suddenly overwhelmed by confusion
Who is this girl that looks back at me?
Why does she stare so damn intently?
Rationally I know that the girl is me
But sometimes when I look
I almost start to hope
That this time I will recognize her
That this time I will see
Not just the girl I am
But the woman I want to be
