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
Impostor Syndrome was written by Rotem Or - רותם אור.