ImpostorA Poem by DarkPoet
every accomplishment
Every completed task I search for some level of fulfillment With questions I'm burning to ask Did I really do this? And a chance at failure narrowly miss Maybe winning was by a stroke of luck? Because everything really sucks Because I feel like an impostor Just getting lucky Performing just like an actor Filled up with nothing but entropy Doing things to the best of my abilities While doubting my capabilities Sitting by the bank of the river Wondering just how I am able to deliver © 2020 DarkPoet |
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