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
Music was always my outlet. I loved singing songs I could relate with my own pain. Maybe it was my way of embarrassing my true feelings. One day I was inspired to write my own lyrics. Come to find out I wasn’t bad at it. Haven’t ever stopped writing since. I found a way to get my thoughts out even if no one was listening. Of course, the thought of them not being understood is annoying, but not as annoying as the words replaying in my head. Exploiting them feels powerful. What I mean by finding a outlet is not finding a distraction. We have plenty of those in life. What I mean is finding something that allows us to process and express the feelings. They say, “the only way out is through.” Pick up a sport or go to the gym. Gym is another great outlet for myself. I’m not big on meditation but even just being outside alone with your own thoughts is close enough. Clearing you mind requires you to deal with yourself. Outlets boost your mood, lower stress, give a sense of accomplishments, increase mindfulness and in turn makes us happier people.