(this a poem i've been quite afraid of putting out there for a while.)

"Maybe he only did it because he felt comfortable around you."
"But he is such a respectful guy."
"He never did anything to you."

How can you say that?
How can you put all the blame on me?
Maybe it was, at least partially.

Now i'm finally happy,
I'm finally free,
but every now and then,
his words and actions come back to haunt me.

But of course, that's something you don't know.
No one knows.

I don't care who sees this
I don't care who reads,
I'm done being afraid of revealing
all that you've been concealing.

Go on, tell them what you did.
You didn't seem shy back then, why are you stuttering now?
Tell them you're the reason I'll never fully trust a guy.
Tell them you're the reason behind my nightmare-filled nights.
Go on, tell them everything.

Enjoy your "reputation" while it lasts,
cause one day I'll make sure it comes crumbling down fast.