I wear a mask, oh, so grand:
A perfect version of who I am.
Meeting everyone's needs and demands
I wear it and play my part,
A face that hides a doubtful heart,
The curse I bear, a constant art.
They'll eventually see through the guise,
That I'm not who I always advertise.
I’m an imposter in disguise.
The world sees what I want them to,
But deep inside, I feel untrue,
A fraud, a fake, a weak debut.
Behind the disguise, I hide my face
Afraid that someone might take my place
Fearful that I don’t belong in my space
Yet, I can't let the mask slip off,
The fear of judgment, oh so tough,
My heart aches; it's never light enough.
Insecure thoughts play on repeat
Dismissing my achievements and my feats
After all, I’m nothing more than a cheat.
It never truly ends,
Under the veil, I continue to pretend
To their needs, I warp and bend.
But deep inside, I always feel the same
As if I don’t deserve this name
Unworthy of my earned acclaim
I paint smiles on my face - my act is strong,
But deep down, I know everything is wrong.
This burden I bear… telling me I don't belong.