I have nothing to say
I have nothing to say
I believe I have nothing to say
I believe I have nothing worth saying
I have no right to make people listen to me
I will ever amount to anything
I don’t believe that being a writer is a valid goal
I don’t believe that I have truly dealt with all the shit I carry with me
I feel weighed down by the past
I feel weighed down by my past
I feel like one day I will look around and it will be there waiting for me
I believe that I am an imposter
I believe that my past will catch up with me
I will realise that I’m not better, I’m just better at pretending
I am an imposter
I am an imposter
I have not been caught yet, so I must be doing something right
I am a good imposter
I am a convincing imposter
I am convincing
I am convinced
I am convinced I am worth something
I am worth love
I am worth respect
I have something to say
I am the best version of myself I know and I give that to the world
I have something to say
I leave this thought with you
I will still be here when my body is gone
I am real
I am poetry
I am prose
I am lyric
I am beautiful and discordant
And I have so many things to say.