Imposter

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Somehow
The child in me never found out
Dreams are impossible
I still believe
You can do anything
And that's what keeps me up at night
And makes me sleep the day away

I don't deserve it
Success makes me nervous
How can you earn it?
Except be born good-looking
Life on the bottom
Familiar problems
Could probably solve them
If I wasn't a chameleon

I'm afraid of the spotlight
Shy away from all your eyes
Ambition keeps you up all night
I'm just longing for some shuteye
We wanna leave a legacy
Maybe cause some kind of change
Make the world a better place
But I'm not sure I'll make it to heaven

Who am I to let my feet leave the ground
When all I ever do is let everybody down?
Am I some Icarus to think
I could fly if I made the wings?
You could call it anxiety,
Paranoia, a syndrome
All I know is,
I'll probably never leave my parents' zip code