There's no one there to see me
Participating on the wrong side
Then I hear a voice in my mind
As I’ve grown older, I’ve gotten into the practice of going to Confession more often. I wasn’t a big fan of it when I was little and thus went the only required once a year - sometimes not even getting that in though. But as I’ve grown more in my faith, and gotten more and more involved with the Church, I’ve started going more and more often. And I’ve realized something. The more often I go to confession, my conscience gets louder. I hate it. Cause before I’d sin, not think about it until it was confession time. But now, I get the urge to sin, then I have this fight in my head ‘no, I shouldn’t do that’ ‘but I want to’ ‘but you shouldn’t’ ‘just a little?’ ‘no!’ And then sometimes I give in, and sometimes I don’t. It’s just so much more complicated now. Today, I had a particularly loud and long argument in my head, but I’m kinda proud of myself, because in the end, I didn’t give in. I listened to that voice in my head, despite it being so hard to do so.
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