Look at me, I will never pass for a perfect bride or a perfect daughter.
Can it be, Im not meant to play this part?

Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I dont know?
Somehow I cannot hide who I am, though Ive tried..
When will my reflection shows, who I am inside?
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I hate to be financially bound. And why should i be financially bound?
I want to go Israel.