When it rains it pours..
Like slamming doors life\'s holding me back saying you can\'t go.
So full of disappointments like it\'s trapping me in a cage going through life all I ever do is age.
Thing after thing is adds up leaving me a empty bottle of dust.
If God is in control then why does life feel like such a toll? playing roles, fake smiles and acting like im fine but really in life I\'m just making up some lines.
Trying to find since but the waters so dense I can\'t swim to the top to figure it out so I just drown in the doubt.