My Truth in poem form

Its going to get better
Be my own redeemer
Always been a dream, a healer, a seeker
They will find I am designed. Not to be confided, because my frame of mind.
Im a bumblebee
to a Degree.
A Butterfly, I will Fly high.
Under these conditions, finding the ambition.
Escaping deprivation of expression.
Taking apart all of the hearts, to get a fresh start.
Get the essence of the blessings, never second guessing.
Using all the wisdom within this system.
Nothings ever solo I suppose, up close.
There are people in the shadows, sometimes unexposed.
I just want you to know.
That you are not alone.
Copyright -A. Best
a journal for you
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