The Gifted

9/78, a queen was born. On that day, Angels sung to the sound of a trumpet horn. Survival and the struggles prepared me for the storms. Putting broken pieces back together to a life that was torn. I believe in Angels, fairy's, I believe in unicorns. I believe in God's word. I believe that I'm the chosen one not the second or third. I believe that wishes really do come true. I believe I myself. I believe I you. Life hasn't been pleasant. I'm destine to succeed. I'm not a follower in the crowd. It's the crowd that I lead. I've been chained down for so long. Now, I'm finally freed. From the beginning God already planted my seed.