Reflection (Mulan)【Anna】

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This song is way shorter than I remembered.

Reflection - Mulan
Artwork: Arielle Jovellanos
Instrumental: Wa Music Life
( lowered it by -2 semitones I think)
Vocals: Anna (thats me)

I only own my voice!! This is made by fans for fans, please support the original release!

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just a lil promo -- youtube is super broken right now and not giving proper notifs so if you’d like to keep up to date you can follow me on instagram, i update my story whenever i upload woopie also my face is there too so if u wanna see that

annapantsu

Me looking at myself with 3 burgers and 2 fries in my hands in a mirror

Depriveddrip

0:00 - 2:13 *Hell yea*

1:26 *SHOOK*

sploogecarp

"This song is way shorter than I remembered. "
...is..is that a pun..? A hair pun..?

anna-yemy

"I'm not meant to play this part"

When that one theatre kid gets the least important role instead of the the main role

lanadelreylvr

YES SLAY ME WITH ALL THIS NOSTALGIA IT'S BEAUTIFUL JUST LIKE YOU <3 <3 <3

lollia_official

hello yes putting this on loop for 1000 years
This is gorgeous and I'm so happy you've at last covered a song from my favorite Disney movie!
Christina Aguilera is SHAKING

Emirichu

Anna: *anna uploads*
Me: *stops middle of building a house*
*drops newborn baby*
*drops the earth itself*
*watches and cries*

Tothewindowtothewalls

Look at me
I will never pass as a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughter
Can it be I'm not meant to play this part
Now I see
That if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight, back at me
Why is my reflection someone I don't know
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am
Though I've tried
When will my reflection show who I am inside
When will my reflection show who I am inside

Whatever-forever

I know this might be an unpopular opinion, but Reflection is my favorite Mulan song and one of my favorite Disney ballads. Anna did an amazing job with this cover.

thekrakenexperiment

The subtitles are hilarious
Example: “that if I were truly to be myself I would break my families cat”

ochakouraraka

*sends to mother because Anna crushed their favorite song*

Mom-“What is this?”

Me-“Art.”

Mom-“ok”

kalia

THIS IS SOME GOOD SHIT, THIS COVER HAS REALLY GIVEN ME CHILLS LIKE ANNA WHAT THE HECK WOWIE

januaryeyler

I've always related to this song on a personal level. When I was little, my dad signed me up for piano classes and I've been playing ever since (at least up until I was fourteen). I never really had a say in the matter, since I was only a kid and did whatever my dad told me to. I guess for the first few years, it was fine and I never ran into any major problems, but when I was around 9 I developed some serious performing anxiety and just anxiety in general, which was a problem, since I did performances at least 5 times a year and like everything else, I had no say in the matter. Every time it was worse, I would shake uncontrollably, I was barely able to play up there since my hands were shaking so much and my eyes were so full of tears. Though whenever I brought up the subject to my father, he would never take it seriously and would just wave it off. That kind of took a toll on me, since I thought my dad never took me seriously when it came to piano. Since then, he kind forced me onto everything when it came to piano and performing. I was more doing piano for everyone else rather than doing it for myself, which is bad since piano is a hobby and a passion, not something you should do for others. Whenever friends would visit, he'd constantly tell me to perform in front of them though I was clearly anxious and uncomfortable with it. And if I said no? He'd punish or add onto my practicing hours, which consisting of nothing but him standing over my shoulder and commanding me to the songs he wanted me to play exactly how he wanted me to. And because of my 'method' of practicing and piano in general, the joy and passion of piano was slowly drained out of me, and I grew to despise the piano, whether it be playing it or hearing it in general. There'd be many times I'd look at a reflection and think that's not me, and that's its what everyone (especially my dad) wants me to be. It wasn't me.
There were many instances where I've wanted to quit the piano.
One of the more milder instances is when I was at a store with my dad and there was a piano outside, and he told me to play it. There was a huge crowd, so obviously I said no in which he snapped at me and yelled at me to play it. I tried to, by lowering the volume but he just turned it upwards at maximum volume in which I anxiously shook.
The second instant, one of the less milder ones is when my dad was holding a party at our house, and almost all of his friends there, including someone I considered an older brother, so I wasn't too bored since I was talking with him. About 2 hours into the party, my dad told me to perform in front of his friends, in which I refused since I would be an anxious, uncomfortable mess. Apparently he didn't take that well, cause he walked in front of me and grabbed my arm, attempting to drag me to the piano himself. At this, I reacted much more loudly than I intended, yelling 'NO' which grabbed most of the guests's attention. After that, I was sent to my room, where I was an anxious, embarrassed, sobbing mess.
The last and final instance (where I finally quit the damn thing), is shortly after we went under quarantine and all. My dad announced to me that I wouldn't see most of my friends ever again, since at the time I was in my final year of middle school and we were all going to different high schools, and because school ended early, I never had to have any proper final moments with them to cherish the friends I considered family. Because of this, I was a stressed mess. I didn't want to do much, I just felt done with everything at the time. And since my dad (the one who announced this to me in the first place) didn't get the memo, he told me to practice for two hours, the exact same songs in the exact same order perfectly or else it would be pointed out for everyone to hear. Since I was a stressed mess with everything happening around me, I didn't really want to do the one thing which caused the most stress on me. So I said no, and he didn't take that well so he demanded it again, in which I said no again. So, he forbade me from communicating with my friends at all by taking away my only communication with my friends. In my stressed and upset rage, I boycotted playing the piano entirely, and it was then I realized piano had me on puppet strings. It controlled my mood, by upsetting me as soon as I sat on the damn bench, it controlled my communication with others, by putting off things with friends for recitals, taking away communication if I was too stressed to miss one day (which shouldn't be done, it makes sense if you fail a test and can't go to a party, since school is essential, but to take away communication with your friends at a time where you need them just because you missed a day doesn't make sense at all). There was many times I would look at the *reflection* of a piano and see that that wasn't what i wanted to be. I didn't want to be a performer, or a pianist, or anything that everyone described me to be.
I'm happy to say I've officially quit the piano, after many long fights with my dad. I'm not sure if he completely understands where I'm coming from, but right now I really don't care. I'm not sure if I'll ever go back to the piano, since just walking by the instrument will cause me discomfort, but I suppose only time can tell.

greyscrub