Impostor Syndrome - Totemo

I wore my black gowns

Wanted to swallow light

Was out to swell and grow

And glow in the dark

Don’t wanna show you my eyes

Don’t owe you my eyes

Won’t take off those shades

Hide in plain sight

Maybe it’s a waste

All these words

That will never meet the ear

I showed up late

For taking off my shades

Spent years building character

And today I’m getting paid

Infiltrated ranks of poets I wonder

How long before my cover is blown

Maybe it’s a waste

All these words

That will never meet the ear

I showed up late

For taking off my shades

Maybe it’s a waste

All these words

That will never meet the ear

I showed up late

For taking off

For taking off

Can’t you see

I’m just the messenger

Will self destruct

In five, four, three, two, one

Let my guards down

Endlessly inside my head again

Will self destruct

In five, four, three, two, one

I keep it to myself

Maybe it’s a waste

All these words

That will never meet the ear

I showed up late

For taking off my shades

Maybe it’s a waste

All these words

That will never meet the ear

I showed up late

For taking off my shades