That's Just What He Does
I used to expect nothing from him, And That just wouldn't do. Reassurances were given, grace was extended when it took a while. Slowly I came to accept; this is real, he cares. Until it wasn't and I wasn't even told why, I blamed myself. Maybe if I were better, perhaps if I would have just made a different choice, forsaw more. I fought and battled with myself, Made myself believe I was battling for him. I was in agony and no one could save me, And he didn't care. Slowly I was taught to obey by only giving approval when I met the standard, forgiveness coming grudgingly. Felt the sweet relief running through myself that it wasn't over, I wasn't being abandoned after all.