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Jan 2013
"I am not the person you think I am."
I am not the person they think I am. What rumors fly around when my back is turned? I can only guess.

"I heard some bad things and good things."
That I was a monster at sports. That I was my boyfriend's pleasure toy.

"I've heard some really, really bad things about me."
I was a toy. A pleasure toy, would get on my hands and knees for my ex. But not anymore. Their eyes are watching me. I have to say this.

"But I am not the person you think I am."
I finally said it. But I wasn't finished. Saying those words was to hook, line and sinker into my words. The silence shows that I am respected, that my words will come out.

My silence is no longer welcomed.
Celeste DiLullo
Written by
Celeste DiLullo  Moraga, CA
(Moraga, CA)   
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