Visions of Me In Handcuff

VISIONS OF ME IN HANDCUFF 12 heads near the left center room, bystanders watching as the Man with the book determine to make my life heaven or hell As I stand with my head high in the air, but my hands low hoping that he understands why I made the choices I chose at the time Hoping that he see’s a new clear me through this dark skin of mine if I could just ask for one more life it will be whole lot different Days off for a little wondering how I got myself into this situation in the first place, seem like I woke up here confused and curious Plenty light but I’m living a nightmare blink my eyes twice hoping I’m dreaming yet no one disappears or leave the room How could such pressure be on me as an individual looking around for answers but no explanations standing humble Just waiting for the results like STD test tapping my feet to the beat of the typewriter’s fingers as she performed I just wish I were at home watching my Kevin Hart DVD still in my TV from the other day how did we get to this day Never in a million years would I think I would be standing here today the embarrassment the shame that I have to face Unaware if I prove my case I hear the 12 heads whispering yet can point out what their saying strangling my ears’ Put your hands behind your back you have the right to remain silent, that’s what I hear the two officers behind me say Yet when I turned to look I saw neither one of their mouths moving confused on what to say so I looked forward At the corner of my eye it seems I could see the officers watching me as one approach me with his cuffs out I don’t understand I yell out I didn’t hear the juries decision everyone looked at me as if they had seen a ghost Relax I told myself to ease my nerves what has happen to me have I gone insane now my head is low and my hands are high Praying to god if he get me out of this jam I would be the perfect person no more sinning just straight faith in him One out of 12 of the heads stood up and said we as the jury such and such and such innocent was all I heard I smile for joy not showing much settlement proceeded out of the court exit and home on my bed I arrived Holding my loved ones again a knocked at the door while I tucked them in bed looked through the peek hole Not a soul in site two seconds later a kicked to the door I grabbed my little ones disclosed their location A final kicked to the door leave them in the house with a call to the cops already in place makes the 45 come down from the safe Enemies behind me as he holds the Barron to my neck asked where is the money then placed the cuffs on my wrist