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I am torn.
I want to do the right thing, and I want to do what I want. And so often what I want is not right.
And in my thinking that I want to do what is right, I question why. Why? Why? Because I want to be good? And if I was "good", would I have to even try to do the right thing? It would come naturally.
Being torn with right and wrong makes me realize what a child I am.

Almighty and most merciful Father,
we have erred and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep,
we have followed too much the devices and desires of our
own hearts,
we have offended against thy holy laws,
we have left undone those things which we ought to
have done, and we have done those things which we ought not to
have done.
But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us,
spare thou those who confess their faults,
restore thou those who are penitent,
according to thy promises declared unto mankind
in Christ Jesus our Lord;
and grant, O most merciful Father, for his sake,
that we may hereafter live a godly, righteous, and sober life,
to the glory of thy holy Name. Amen.