I walk the halls, invisible.

I call my friends; no one is home. 

I ask my mom, "I'm busy, dear."

Is there ever anybody really there?

I look at my reflection,

not liking what I see...

When will everyone notice,

when will I be me?

With all the makeup,

with all the clothes,

with all the hair styles,

I am a joke. 

I have my scars 

no one can see,

I have my masks,

I am not me.

Without the face, without the scars,

without the money, without the cars,

I am just me, I am just weak, 

I am just silent, don't say a peep.

I am transparent, you cannot see--

you cannot see, the real me. 

Take off the makeup,

Take off the clothes,

Take off my masks, 

because I know 

I know who I am,

I know I am me,

despite the anger,

despite my pleas. 

I am a daughter,

I am a star,

I am the reflection, 

I am the war.

I help you see,

When will you realize, that this is me?

Take away this feeling, take away the distress, 

take away these bad vibes,

realize that I am the BEST.

Take off the masks, 

take off the clothes,

take off the makeup

I know I am home. 

Look in the mirror,

what do I see?

Look in the mirror

I see...me