There comes a time where self esteem takes a dip down under the sea and slips comfortably far beyond your senses; where you felt like you've lost all the good in you.
Thrown into a shameless past and leaving the present in a slow descent to a body full of scars And blemishes you only want so desperately to hide from all on-looking eyes.
There comes a time where your logic makes little sense and takes false miracles to believe in the richness of life, and to take in it's invisible delight.
And how, a false sense of hope would help wash some petty-less faith over you
Even for a day, but a day longer than it wouldn't have been at all.
And there comes a time where history repeats ingloriously,
You'll never realize how horrible you've felt.
You'll realize when contentment leaves you again.