The High Cost of Being Somebody Else—and Why You Can’t Afford It

The Robert Glasper Experiment’s “Somebody Else” is more than just a song—it’s a reflection of the silent battle so many of us fight daily. In a world of likes, shares, and trending reels, it’s easy to slip into the shadows of someone else’s story. We scroll through perfectly curated feeds and think: Maybe if I walk like them, dress like them, or talk like them, my life will look like theirs.

There’s comfort in imitation. The footprints of others provide a path we think will keep us safe. But safety isn’t purpose. And when you spend your life chasing the reflection of “somebody else,” you risk never discovering the masterpiece you were born to be.

Let’s take a step back and remember: one sperm and one egg united to form you. Against the odds, billions to one—you were chosen. You were not mass-produced. You were not designed to be a replica. You are a once-in-history creation.

The truth is, pretending to be somebody else may work for a season. You may even gain applause, approval, and affirmation. But that persona isn’t sustainable. Eventually, the mask becomes a prison. You’ll find yourself boxed into an identity that was never yours to carry.

Here’s the hard truth: no one else can see your dream as clearly as you. They may cheer for you, they may encourage you—but the vision God placed in your heart is for your eyes first. Others won’t understand until you bring it into existence. That’s why your journey may feel delayed, why doors don’t open instantly. You may have the anointment, but your perspective isn’t yet ready for the appointment.

Delayed gratification is not denial—it’s preparation. Every stumble, every waiting season, every silent battle is shaping you into the version of yourself strong enough to carry your destiny.

So, the next time you feel tempted to copy “somebody else,” pause and remember: the world doesn’t need another imitation. It needs your authentic sound, your authentic vision, your authentic self.

Be bold enough to break the mold. Be real enough to choose the harder, lonelier path. Because your gifts—your gifts—were meant for you, and the world is waiting for you to stop being somebody else and finally be yourself.