I'm not scared that you'll leave me,
I'm scared you'll see me,
See me like I see me.
Broken, below standard,
Not good enough,
But trying, failing.
I wish I could see differently,
But that's exactly what I see,
In the mirror staring back at me.
I'm not scared you'll leave me,
But once you see me how I see me,
How can you stay.
This isn't just to my fiancé,
But to friends and family too,
Will you see me for the burden I am?
That's what I am scared of.
Scared that people will see,
The fractured, hollowed man I see.
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 8:07 AM UTC
I'm not scared that you'll leave me,
I'm scared you'll see me,
See me like I see me.
Broken, below standard,
Not good enough,
But trying, failing.
I wish I could see differently,
But that's exactly what I see,
In the mirror staring back at me.
I'm not scared you'll leave me,
But once you see me how I see me,
How can you stay.
This isn't just to my fiancé,
But to friends and family too,
Will you see me for the burden I am?
That's what I am scared of.
Scared that people will see,
The fractured, hollowed man I see.
I constantly have imposter syndrome. I know this is not the reality of my life, but I can't help but strongly feel this way.
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