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