The respect that was demanded

  I thought if I gave you the
respect you demanded you would
be considerate of who I have become
and give respect in return.

  WHAT WAS I DOING?

  Thinking, believing there was
an understanding. Truly amazing
how much Satan does use people to
try to tear, break down spirit.

  So grateful Jehovah helped me
stay firm. I am certain I have hurt
your feelings but Jehovah assures me
I did right.

  Knowing the actions, the words
you spoke were, in fact, more hatred.
Still you are surprised I did not
give in. I did not hide nor cower from
your cruel bitterness.

  You knew what I have been
saying all along so why did you
try to become sneaky?

  I think out of all that is there
that was the part that hurt the worst. So
now you say I hurt you but I ask
how does your conscience feel?
Especially when you say you did everything
in spite just to hurt, break me.

  So how am I supposed to respect
you? All I can do is what Jehovah asks
of me. I still love imperfect you because
you are my mother.