Imposter Syndrome

I don't wanna let anybody down I'm the kinda girl people keep around For never causing any problems If you got 'em, I can solve 'em I'd rather help you out and not let my guard down But I kinda wanna make a mess Stand up for myself to my fake friends Never look back, never call back Never think twice 'bout it or doubt it Or try to get them to want to make amends I'm a walking contradiction, I know, at least I know that Confused with myself, so hard to show, hard to show, but I want, I want, I want to be myself Not get so caught up, caught up in everyone else Stuck under the weather, feeling sick I can't help my diagnosis Yeah, I've got imposter syndrome Hate to admit it Hate to admit it Hate to admit it I know it's a problem, yeah, I see it now Tired of being a product of people I'm around, oh-oh There's a fine line between inspiration and aggravation Of not being where they are Like all my dreams are so far, like I'm a walking contradiction, I know, at least I know that Confused with myself, so hard to show, hard to show, but I want, I want, I want to be myself Not get so caught up, caught up in everyone else Stuck under the weather, feeling sick I can't help my diagnosis Yeah, I've got imposter syndrome Hate to admit it Uh-huh, yeah, hate to admit it Imposter syndrome, hate to admit it Stuck under the weather, feeling sick I can't help my diagnosis Yeah, I've got imposter syndrome Hate to admit it