
(Impostor Syndrome is a psychological condition that is characterized by persistent doubt concerning one’s own ability, performance, or success accompanied by the irrational fear of being deemed fraudulent.)
I don't think I belong here, I’m not an Impostor..
I think I might be crazy with a Syndrome..
She doesn’t know the damage the ordeal can cost her.
My wings can still be precious even if they’re injured..
What has put your heart in the infirmary?
A medical emergency.
I’m constantly changing, and it’s dangerous to try learning me.
You can't just have it darling, first you must be earning me.
Love-starved uncertainty; Desperate in your urgency.
Ya want to make them understand, you’d have to speak more hurtfully.
Don’t know if I can do this, so I falter.
I don’t need your help, all I want is income.
My next breath, don’t know if it’s mine, Impostor.
There’s always stuff that never feels right, Syndrome.
I am a product of God’s own anomaly.
I just become, in this life, all I want to be.
A personal autonomy.
I can walk beside a star, I think I like astronomy.
I hate everybody.
They took my advice but I never took the same philosophy.
Nowhere to go, I need somewhere to prosper.
The critic in my head doesn’t talk to my system.
You’ve never met the real me, who you saw was my Impostor.
I remember who I am, although I still have the Syndrome.
About the Creator
Desmond Razzano
My name is Desmond, and I have a love and passion for writing of all kinds, especially poetry! Most of the content I write about reflects more of my experiences and my pain, and my joy! Every entry or story I post was written by me.


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