the devil's advocate

I've always hoped to grow up and be a child my mother was proud of. It's like a tug of war battle between the me that's trying to find the promise land, and the me that's trying to live for today light one in the air and be worry free. This split in personalities often causes me to feel guilty because she expects more out of me. I can give more but the battle tosses back and forth between the lines of sin and salvation. I guess it's a fine line we all walk trying to save our souls while at the same time maintaining the care free spirits that lay ready to escape us. One day the fighting will be over and it will be interesting to see who has won the WAR, because in the end there can only be one winner.