Catch 22
I rather be mute, than misinterpreted 
Because I take pride in understanding. 
But the less I say gives off more of a-misunderstanding. 
It's a catch 22, 
So I rise above perceptions like a Parachute. My aura when I walk in a room Is similar to the eagle has landed. 
I write brighter than I could ever speak 
Moving mountains trying to climb heights higher than I could ever see. Walking by faith; I don't hesitate to take a leap.
I Reached for the moon, & skipped the stars cause Cloud 9 is where I always wanted to be So heavenly, 
although I don't tithe on the regularly 
If I do fall from these heights will heaven save me a seat?