Inception

The metal door behind me and the key that helps confine me is a continuous reminder that our lives could be more kinder... we shoud see the situations thats corrupted our vocations and avoided so called friends who held hands to bring your end... by believing what they tell us when they're the ones who's jealous waiting for your weakest moment to become your worst opponent... like the wolf thats in sheeps clothing silently they wait there loathing making copies of your thesis thinking they'll pick up the pieces... but for now i sit here waiting while the law's deliberating and I'm hoping my repentance is factored in to ease my sentence... because my children need me by them to protect and to provide them so I'm changing my perception as a start of my inception...