I look into the mirror
And guess who I see?
I see me
But not the girl I used to be
Somewhere along the line
The truth came out
I whispered to someone
But it felt like a shout
A shout, a whisper, a cry
A deep sigh
Nothing like a lullaby
Nothing to bring me comfort
But something that will bring me peace
My mind feels unsettled
But also strangely at ease
Some truths should never be spoken
Some giants never a-woken
But my truth is as real as yours
Am I afraid it might close doors?
I don’t know, perhaps I should be
But I know that the people that matter
Will look further and see
Who I am, who is me.
By all means, close that door
And open a window
A window of opportunity
An opportunity for me to show
Who I am and what I feel inside
Why should I hide?
I look into the mirror
And who do I see
The same girl
That girl has been
And always will be
Me.