Chosen IYKYK. chosen one. your ancestors have a message

I decided to pick up this pencil again ill give it anoyhetry, I will never stop. Even  if that means I take this dream with me to my grave  when die. I Got tired of seeing so much wasted ppotential , God help me recognize the voices disguised whispering these lies, all the voices in my mind .tones that aren't yours not even mine.  Transform my pain into the great Devine protect me  lately Ive beenl locked and loaded. Have  an arsenal of love hope and  prayers. I came prepared. this time it's war. I Don't need ammunition no im not even worried never scared because this time i come prepared Surviving A  war with a dream and some prayers.