As I take, a look inside my fate, what is underneath my name?   Am I holding back, a part of what is me?   Will I make, the most of how I'm made, am I just another face?   Will I live up to the person underneath?      And I hope, that I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror in my hand   Will I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror in my hand...   Will I ever understand?      Will I change, from what was yesterday, or will I try in vain?   Will I understand the lesson that's portrayed?   Can I say, that it all has been unchained?   Will I take this to my grave?   Will I live with no regrets through this charade?      And I hope, that I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror in my hand   Will I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror in my hand...   It's in my hand...      Are you holding back, when you stare like that?   Answer when you're asked. Are you just a mask?   Do you hold me back, is there more than that?   Underneath the mask, is there strength untapped?      Don't hold me back...No      And I hope, that I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror in my hand   Will I know, where I stand?   When it's time to face the mirror      Are you holding back, when you stare like that?   Answer when you're asked. Are you just a mask?   Do you hold me back, is there more than that?   Underneath the mask, is there strength untapped?      Don't, don't hold me, no, don't hold me back...