life is a bitch some say
Slaps you in a face when you least expect it
We blame our shortcomings on something else
Never our fault , we are entitled to blame
But are we?
We open the doors that lead us to our successes
Why can’t we be the ones who open the doors of our demise?
Faith, destiny, bad luck, God
Culprits for all the bad we go through
But isn’t it known that God may close the door
But He leaves at least a window open
In front of a wall of doors
Which ones do we walk through