Condemned To Exile Poem by neo riddick

Again i have took that 'wrong road'. i honestly thought that there is good in all people. it may be buried deep down inside of them, but it is there. i am wrong. i ran head on into the most manipulative people i have ever met. of course, i had to learn this the hard way. i sat across the pub, while they sat and stared at me like rabid dogs just waiting to pounce and swallow me whole. i am above all of this, so i chose to avoid confrontation and walk away. disappointed at myself for the situation that I put myself into, eyes forward, head up i was condemned to exile