Diversified Acts

Senior year represents many things, as the year comes to an end and reality starts to kick in. For me, senior year dignifies "spontaneous"-meaning to do things that people won't expect or to do things out of your comfort zone. All pertaining to what I have been living by. I'd like to believe that my senior year has been a pathway full of spontaneous adventures that I'd never thought I do or participate in. The Talent Show is one of many things I participated in and I'm so proud of myself for following through that I feel fearless. I was one of many acts as I did poetry for the annual show. Th night was beautiful as diverse acts came together, and pulled out their talent to put on a memorable show.

It's interesting because I contemplated long and hard about doing the talent show, but lately I've been writing a lot of my emotions and thoughts down which led me to write about something I have been dealing with for the past 6/7 years now. I realized that the only way I could move forward about the way I felt was to speak through it. And so I did... to many people that took the time to listen (especially since they had to listen haha) and afterwards I felt so good about myself, because at that point I had released so much pain and hope that I had kept with me. To elaborate a little more it was pain I did not want to have and hope that i knew wasn't going to happen.

It's weird knowing that the person you like is seated right in front of you as the spoken word is about him. As scared as I was, I sucked up my fear and spoke how I felt. When I finished I must say it was huge burden off my shoulders. I felt light. I felt free. I feel like I can finally move on without wondering "what if?" It was an exceptional moment for me as it represented power.

Overall the talent show is definitely one my favorite highlights of my senior year.

I and I by Daion Chesney

I and I 

Have waited to tell you what I've always wanted to tell you. 

For you to hear those words, and then to assemble the facial expression of thought.

I and I have waited to feel that touch. The touch of creation. The touch of fear. The touch of happiness. The touch of love.

I and I have waited...

And even though I haven't told you

The words will remain unsaid, unspoken, unopened. 

The thoughts

The feelings 

The emotions 

Will continue to grow and continue to fracture the soul, my soul.

I can remember when I was young

You were like a pictorial visual 

A visual that became apart of me 

A visual I started to like but fear

A visual that made me conscious 

A VISUAL THAT MADE ME CONSCIOUS

You were that visual

Unsure who I am

Unsure what I am

Unsure who am I

Worrying day after day what I look like 

What I sound like 

What I act like

Comparing myself to her to her to her

Convincing myself I'm just as beautiful as her and her and her

The remedy mixed back...

I was competing...I wanted to compete. WHY did I want to compete. FOR YOU? You this pictorial visual I had kept with me . 

Although we fight, we fight about things that make us compatible

We disagree about the fatal things that make us agree

I and I then realized that I had to grow

I had to cry 

I had to live

Then learn 

Then love

Then laugh

Then cherish

The moments

Cherish myself

My expression

My emotions

My feelings

My pain

My guilt

My individuality

My self

Even though I and I have waited to tell you

I'm telling you now

Exactly how I feel 

What I would like to feel

And even though its unexpected

It's the best vibration of feeling 

That's inside of me

Because at that point the unexpectedness will be my greatest.