What you see is what you show

If my reflection was different and had been all along
And each day the mirror would show me someone appealing, wise and strong
Would the world have also seen what I could have believed was me?
Because if that's what I thought was real then that's what the world will see..

If my reflection was different and had caused me no shame
And each day the mirror would show me someone eager to play the game
Would I have acted out that person in the reflection that I chose to admire?
And the world would then see her soul and continuously burning fire..

If my reflection was different but I was the same inside
And each day the mirror would show me someone who really needs to glide
Would I be confident and feel good because of the reflection?
And the world would then accept me without further inspection..

If my reflection was different and I believed it was true
And each day the mirror would show me someone who is happy and brand new
Would I not be blinded by the judgement of the culture in which we live?
And world would then be a confirmation of the self-criticism I chose to give..

My reflection has become different and I can slowly see what's real
And each day the mirror shows me someone with who the world has had to deal
I choose to see there's more than just that unfamiliar sight
So the world will also see me, as I see myself, with all my might..

My reflection has become different and it might be here to stay
And each day the mirror shows me someone who is starting to feel okay
The world will see what I will feel and I'll be happy without shame
So what comes back to me are joyous vibes, as that's for what I'll aim..