“Lend Her My Eyes” Written and Read by Miles Morrison and Performed by Calista Cano

“Lend Her My Eyes”

I remember that day,

remember the exact day,

when walking home from school she proposed that we take the back way.

 

And I didn’t even ask the reason for going that way.

I just followed as she guided me.

We’re further down the path way…

 

We stop at a creek

with no one around

She looked in my eyes, and she slowly broke down.

I asked her what’s wrong.

She said with a tone

of pain in her voice, “I don’t want to go home.”

 

At home there’s no love;

At home it is rough;

At home they just tell me I’m not good enough.

 

At home there’s no hope;

At home there’s no help;

At home they compare me to somebody somebody else.

 

At home I’m just what I wish I couldn’t see.

At home it’s like happy is what I’ll never be.

She’s the greatest piece of art

that I’ve ever seen.

If I could…I would…

 

Lend her my eyes so she could see what I see.

“Beauty and Grace” Written and Read by Deane Reaves and Performed by Emma Browning

“Beauty and Grace”

Everyone says it’s not a big deal

You are the most beloved, highly praised for being pretty

They say you should be happy, yet I feel iffy

It is a big deal because I am not real

They all say “You are a great big deal,

You are beauty, you are grace.” Is that how I am supposed to feel?

I don’t.

In fact, I don’t think I can feel.

Nothing in my life is really real.

The beauty, the grace and the fame,

I’m in a constant fuzz,

It’s all a part of their game.

The partying, the drinks and the drugs.

It really is lame, this little game.

Tired? Anxious? Ill? Here, take a magic drug.

Yet the drugs make me dizzy, sick and out of control.

I don’t want drugs; I just need a hug.

“Progression” Written and Read by Kobe Krehbiel, Performed by Morgan Smith

“Progression”

Fast cars blazing by
Warm breeze intoxication
Something still missing
Running from the truth
Everything seems foreign here
Fake smiles today
Searching for answers
Aimlessly walking around
I’ll figure it out
Always lost in thought
Finding answers in wrong spots
Not all is lost though
There is a constant
Nature is my own escape
Beauty never stops
An escape that exists
Never have to look too far
True radiance shines
Never a worry
Everything works out just fine
Hope is now restored

This dance and poem were a collaboration for the 2019 event “Changement: Self in Motion”.

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