You think I chose this
I chose to be with him so I must want to stay with him
I chose not to leave him so I deserved the abuse I got
I chose not to take your help so you stopped caring

But, I wonder if you knew
that I learned early in life that hurt comes with love
I freeze when the fear comes and I cannot choose a different way
after the fear is gone the memory of what I am supposed to fear goes away

I wonder if you knew if you would see me differently
I wonder if you knew if you would still try to help me
I wonder if you knew if you would still see the me worth caring for