when did i start to falter
when did i start to believe less in myself
when did i stop hoping
and trusting
and having that convinced beyond a doubt feeling
when did i stop been that woman
who holds her head up high
as she shovels sand against the tides
when oh when did i allow myself
to wallow in doubt
and, oh! i've been down this road before
where my faith
it turned into disbelief
and now as doubt sneaks up on me
i refuse to get caught again
