it is hard to know what you are worth, when you have only ever been treated the same way.
is it bad? good? what's the difference?
if you have never been treated good, how bad is bad, really?
bad is what I know. you are what I know.
I do not know my own worth.
but what does it matter?
you will treat me how you treat me, and I will accept it.
as it is the only love I have ever known.
