The Bended Truth Will Set You Free

As I take what feels like the longest steps of my life, I look ahead and glance in the direction of a man that is sitting behind a table. A man whom I only but a few moments ago was told would not be here. 

Well, guess that I am surprised, shocked, and ya, a little bit pissed off.

Meeting my fate having to stare a man in the face that I hate was not something I planned for when I left home with half of a confidence in my step. As for now, I have lost that determination that needs to carry me through.

But yet, I need to remind myself what the difference between him and me is. 

Yet, does it make such a difference that I do not lack the strength or the will to push through what will be thrown in my way today?

So as I look at this man and he is becoming closer and closer, I fight the urge to tell him what it is that my burning thought thinks of him. Though, I have been just told be play nice as my lawyer has seen my very intention.