The first time I felt like I didn’t belong,
I was too young to understand the weight of it,
But I knew—deep down,
That something in me didn’t fit the mold they gave me.
I played the part, wore the smiles they expected,
But inside, I felt the cracks begin to form.
They told me I was enough,
But I never believed them,
Not really.
I felt like an imposter in my own skin,
Wearing the mask of someone else’s dreams.
I kept waiting for them to see, to realize,
Afraid that I will slip away.
I wear the mask, but deep inside,
I’m terrified of where I hide.
I’m not the one they think I’ll beat,
Just lost inside what they can’t see.
I was too young to understand the weight of it,
But I knew—deep down,
That something in me didn’t fit the mold they gave me.
I played the part, wore the smiles they expected,
But inside, I felt the cracks begin to form.
They told me I was enough,
But I never believed them,
Not really.
I felt like an imposter in my own skin,
Wearing the mask of someone else’s dreams.
I kept waiting for them to see, to realize,
Afraid that I will slip away.
I wear the mask, but deep inside,
I’m terrified of where I hide.
I’m not the one they think I’ll beat,
Just lost inside what they can’t see.