"Imposter Syndrome (Skit)" lyrics
Have you ever felt imposter syndrome?
I've felt it in all three me's
As an artist, I was starting over again
As a total beginner
I think it's only natural as you improve at something
Your peers are also better and more experienced than you are
So you start to wonder:
"Do I really belong?
Or am I just kidding myself?"
You have to embody the classic aphorism:
Fake it 'til you make it
Like a lot of you, identity is something I've struggled with
My least favorite question is:
"What do you do?"
When you aren't anybody yet, and you say:
"I'm an artist"
People assume you're broke, struggling, and meandering
Even though my artist journey couldn't be more opposite
To life of high highs and devastating lows
It's taken me ten years to feel comfortable telling people I'm an artist
But, think it's 'cause I actually believe it now
I put a lot of reps into this life
Maybe not 10,000 hours yet
But probably not far from it
Everyone's life path is different
Some, like my brother, are cemented from day one
And others, like myself, blow from one thing to the next
Until something sticks
I guess the moral of the story is you've gotta keep going 'til you find something you love doing
Even for ten hours a day, and then do whatever the hell you can to make it your reality
Your career is gonna take up a lot of your life's hours
So, the end of the day, you better dig it
I've felt it in all three me's
As an artist, I was starting over again
As a total beginner
I think it's only natural as you improve at something
Your peers are also better and more experienced than you are
So you start to wonder:
"Do I really belong?
Or am I just kidding myself?"
You have to embody the classic aphorism:
Fake it 'til you make it
Like a lot of you, identity is something I've struggled with
My least favorite question is:
"What do you do?"
When you aren't anybody yet, and you say:
"I'm an artist"
People assume you're broke, struggling, and meandering
Even though my artist journey couldn't be more opposite
To life of high highs and devastating lows
It's taken me ten years to feel comfortable telling people I'm an artist
But, think it's 'cause I actually believe it now
I put a lot of reps into this life
Maybe not 10,000 hours yet
But probably not far from it
Everyone's life path is different
Some, like my brother, are cemented from day one
And others, like myself, blow from one thing to the next
Until something sticks
I guess the moral of the story is you've gotta keep going 'til you find something you love doing
Even for ten hours a day, and then do whatever the hell you can to make it your reality
Your career is gonna take up a lot of your life's hours
So, the end of the day, you better dig it
