Who am I?
Defined through lies
Trying to be someone
When feeling like a nobody
Here, I say it openly
Doing nothing right
No strength left to fight
Pressure to perform
Strangling my neck tight
The only thing that I can see
Everyone is better than me
Can’t compete with perfection
Not able to reach satisfaction
What if they find out?
That nothing is
What I’m all about?
Making them unable to see
That I hide in mediocrity
Rather be silent than loud
Feeding any words of praise
To my voracious self-doubt
Just want to fit in
Not eating their dust
But my shoes are heavy
Slowing all ambitions down
It’s me I do not trust
To wear the winner’s crown
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Author:
Melancholia (
Offline) - Published: February 4th, 2024 17:45
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Really enjoyed reading
Rhyme and flow great
Self searching seems honest
"Self doubt " stood out
Keep writing
You have a talent for it
Powerful work.
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