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I Don't Belong - Poem

by Georgiana Petec

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4.7
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Meditation
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This is a wondrous, powerful poem, Georgiana. I wish more eyes could hit this piece. It so beautifully explores the skeletons of imposter syndrome and of belonging, being made to feel like the outcast, the "pariah to myself", as you so brilliantly describe it. Words good enough to reread for their depth of meaning. - Connie Song

BelongingImposter SyndromeSelf DoubtLonelinessIdentityVulnerabilitySelf AcceptanceParentingNatureSelf IdentityEmotional VulnerabilityParenting ChallengesNature ConnectionPoems

Transcript

Welcome to Insight Timer.

My name is Georgiana and I'm so honored to be here with you today.

I will read my poem,

I Don't Belong.

A foreigner since birth,

In a house,

Not mine.

Told from an early age it is not my home.

Prior to myself I have become.

Misfitting my body,

Which I hated for what others saw.

Grubby hands trying to touch it,

Never asking for permission.

My mind,

I thought,

I'll make it mine.

Yet what do you do when your mind plays tricks?

And you are the outcast all others made you be,

In your own heart and soul.

I don't belong,

And jumping out of my skin won't do.

Caressing trees and smelling flowers feels like an imposing thing.

They can't reject me,

Not visibly.

My career choices laugh at me.

Jill of all trades,

Never an expert.

Constantly feeling for a better tomorrow.

Doubt is for inquisitive minds.

Well,

That I never doubted.

They call it impostor syndrome,

And sure,

I have it.

The terrified little gull hiding under the desk would like to be seen,

Maybe only once,

For what she truly is.

Because fighting dragon after dragon is expected of her,

Just made her lonelier and weaker.

Wary of the day,

She won't stand up at all.

We try so hard to mold our children into better beings than ourselves,

But we don't know where to begin,

How to continue,

And certainly not how to end.

Love is the answer.

Shields need to fall,

Armors to be shattered,

Arms open wide to be stronger for hugs.

The pains of my existence are not unique to me,

Nor unique to us all.

We are universal,

Only that alone hurt more.

Thank you so much for listening.

Meet your Teacher

Georgiana PetecVernon, BC, Canada

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Recent Reviews

Rebecca

December 30, 2024

That was very powerful. It brought tears to my eyes as I can completely relate. Thank you for sharing.

Susie

June 23, 2024

Very profound and so relatable!💜 thank you, Georgiana!💜

Christina

November 22, 2022

Beautiful Georgiana I can relate to a lot of it. Merci.

Ann

November 19, 2022

This poem really resonated with me. Thank you so much for sharing it.

Rebecca

May 2, 2022

Beautiful, thanks for sharing

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