Woman in the mirror

I don't know who I am or who I want to be, I don't know what to do to set my spirit free, I feel so confused, my dreams so out of reach, and even though I try, I cannot build a bridge. Inner peace so hard to find, not just a simple state of mind, cross-roads and daily choices, I listen to my conscience and guiding voices, but sometimes I'm too afraid to dare, I rather stand back and stare. If only I could turn back time, if only I could change a written line, maybe then I would be me, someone who I wanted to be, looking into the mirror, into my soul, my reflection, I'll see whole. No more pain and sorrow in my eyes, no more empty promises and lies, I don't know who I am but I do know who I want to be The woman in the mirror, looking back at me...