I'd like you to express yourself and your identity through the "I AM" poem prompt. You may follow it line by line or put your own creative spin on it. Fill in the blanks to create your own poem that best reflects who you are beneath the 10th grader sitting in that row, in that desk, during that period of Ms. DePalo's English class.
To complete the poem, start off each line with the following prompts and then fill in the blanks with your own words:
I am _____________
I wonder _____________
I hear _____________
I see _____________
I want _____________
I am _____________
I pretend _____________
I feel _____________
I need _____________
I worry _____________
I cry _____________
I am _____________
I understand _____________
I believe _____________
I dream _____________
I try _____________
I hope _____________
I am _____________
*You do not have to comment on another classmate's poem, but some feedback is always nice to receive.
29 comments:
The stares capture me
Even if I try to avoid it, I don't know what to do
Hopeless inside the maze, I can't find a place to hide
I am trapped by magic, I am being tied down
I wonder if I'll take the chance to run
I hear myself shouting but I see no response,
I want to run away
I am the new ABO
I pretend I among the greatest,
I feel like this is a story that has been written over and over again
I need to run away, I need to find my Seoul
I worry that I'll never find my voice,
That my new ABO will go to waste
I cry because of you, whom I cannot say anything to
I am the hysteric mystery
I understand nothing while looking at you
I'm only returning the stares you've always given me
I believe I am the new ABO,
is that why you've always stared?
You are Pinocchio, I dream of being real
I try to believe but what can pixie dust do for me?
I hope I'll understand someday
Why I am the new ABO
*ABO as in Blood Type A, Blood Type B, Blood Type O. Each blood type has different characteristics and one is easily classified as to which blood type they correspond to. Although on literal terms I am Blood Type A, I do not know how to classify myself - I don't know how I fit in to society, and I don't know how people see me. Figuratively, I am an unclassified new blood type until more research within myself is done.
I am a girl who wishes for change
I wonder why there’s no love but hate
I hear the stories of those being far from reality because they cannot stand society
I see those cry day to day
I want violence to disappear so there’s no more pain
I am girl who wishes for change
I pretend the flaws do not exist as
I wish for a life with out fear
I feel the pain of those struggling to survive, dodging bullets since they were five
I worry for those that have no chance
I cry because of the evil within society, pushing me to fight for change because
I am a girl who wishes for change
I understand life is violent
I wonder if it’s because of hate or because we lost our values
I believe there’s still hope
I hope the world will orbit and turn society towards love not hate as
I try to help those suffering because
I am a girl who wishes for change
biancasanabria13@hotmail.com
I was the joy to their laughter
I wonder why now my dad seems like the best actor
I hear the voice of another woman
I see the one text turn into a million
I want the truth
I am no longer the stupid youth
I pretend like everything is ok
I feel betrayed
I need a better father, not a downgrade
I worry that he will realize the pain he caused
I cry if time was to be paused
I am and will always be his betrayed daughter
I understand my mom is the most hurt
I believe that all he did was leave his family behind in the dirt
I dream the same dream every night
I try to think that my mom will get a true knight
I hope the nineteen years of joy spent together he will never regret
I am a part of his life he should never forget
ecanancy@hotmail.com
I am a daughter, a sister, a friend, a student, a musician, and an athlete
I wonder what each day has in store
I hear that life gets even better as time passes
I see not what I want to recognize, but what I need to acknowledge
I want to achieve my challenging objectives
I am a fighter who doesn’t accept defeat
I pretend to be an NCIS agent on the prowl
I feel an unconditional circle of trust within my family
I need to be in the know about issues that could affect me
I worry about past mistakes, present happenings, and future challenges
I cry for my dreams that never will become reality
I am a person of many interests and various abilities
I understand that most things are not as they appear
I believe in God, the Father Almighty
I dream of experiencing a utopia someday
I try to connect the puzzle pieces in life
I hope to be a better person tomorrow than I am today
I am much more than the sum of my parts
I agree with Bianca’s premise that the world can always change for the better. Her poem features a caring person who would like to see improvement in our world. I concur with her comment that our society has lost its values, but that hope is the way to a better tomorrow.
e.e.butler@comcast.net
-I am not defined by the lines that are designed around me. Nor the people or places that surround me.
-I wonder if this is all a game
-I hear about the good life of others and I suddenly want the same
-I see positivity in the dark shadows of negativity.
-I want to be in the midst of productivity.
-I am the future – the one – the chosen – to change the world.
-I pretend as if I am invincible – intangible - impassable – impregnable; like the world’s problems don’t bother me.
-I feel, at times, that the world’s weight has been shifted upon my shoulders.
-I need to get stronger to be able to carry the burden – to live through the pain.
-I worry about life; how I will live it and what will be gained.
-I cry at night thinking – fearing – of the unknown, the known, and the unknown known.
-I am a theorist
-I understand how it feels to be unimportant and shunned by society.
-I believe that one should not go around in dubiety.
-I dream that all my days will not be filled with anxiety or contrariety from and over people.
-I try to live my life with peace and gaiety
-I hope that life will bring me all of its satiety
-I am the voice of my generation.
eo95@ymail.com
I am one who walks the streets in summer
I wonder why people are too lazy throw their trash in the garbage rather than Eagle Rock Reservation
I hear the cars at the busy intersection that I once feared as a child
I see the rare action that happens on my street through my “look out” window of my room
I want those new video games to hurry up and release before the summer’s end
I am a silent ghost
I pretend life is a game and you get one life
I feel itchy on my arms when I wear a t-shirt
I need some peace and quiet from my insane nephew
I worry when my sister almost drives our new car into a NJ transit Bus
I cry when I am sad and can get no sympathy
I am timid and modest and yet loud
I understand those not in the popular crowd
I believe that texting will soon start to affect and take over language arts books
I dream of the most random and exciting events
I try to be kind and calm to those that find me a target for teasing in the hallway
I hope to never marry or have children
I am….different
I just wanted to say that Ashley's is very insightful and I understand where she is coming from & I love the ABO reference because we're all just trying to find ourselves today.
I am caged bird, wondering when I'll sing
I wonder if I can ever be my true self, instead of being what everyone else wants me to be.
I hear everyone telling me what to do
I see people's true colors and wonder where my rainbow is
I want to be what I make of myself.
I am lost in the world.
I pretend to be happy because I know there are others in the world who have it worse than I do.
I feel like this invisibility cloak is never going to wear off.
I need to be found because
I worry I'll never be found.
I cry fearing the future because not knowing where you are or where you're going kills me.
I am afraid.
I understand that we aren't going to ever have what we used to have.
I believe that God will help me be found when the time's right.
I dream of a utopia where there is peace and harmony in our horrendous society.
I try to be there for everyone, and
I hope people would do the same for me, one day.
I am loving, loud, and trying to find my true identity.
I just wanted to say that Ashley's is very insightful and I understand where she is coming from & I love the ABO reference because we're all just trying to find ourselves today.
I am caged bird, wondering when I'll sing
I wonder if I can ever be my true self, instead of being what everyone else wants me to be.
I hear everyone telling me what to do
I see people's true colors and wonder where my rainbow is
I want to be what I make of myself.
I am lost in the world.
I pretend to be happy because I know there are others in the world who have it worse than I do.
I feel like this invisibility cloak is never going to wear off.
I need to be found because
I worry I'll never be found.
I cry fearing the future because not knowing where you are or where you're going kills me.
I am afraid.
I understand that we aren't going to ever have what we used to have.
I believe that God will help me be found when the time's right.
I dream of a utopia where there is peace and harmony in our horrendous society.
I try to be there for everyone, and
I hope people would do the same for me, one day.
I am loving, loud, and trying to find my true identity.
kristie.varghese@gmail.com
I just want to say that i love this blog.
I am someone who seems quiet, but on the inside is loud
I wonder what’s going to happen to me down the road, where I’ll be, and who I’ll be
I hear life just going by without people taking time to really enjoy it
I see so many problems in the world
I want to change all those problems, and change the world
I am sick of people judging me, and everyone else
I pretend things don’t bother me, when inside I’m dying
I feel confused, and lost, and hoping to find my way
I need to stop sometimes, and just think
I worry about my life ahead, and how I will get there
I cry for my self, as well as for all the injustices in the world
I am just trying to fix the world, and make it better
I understand change is hard, and it takes time for it to happen
I believe change is possible, whether its changing the way people think, or what they do
I dream of a world without discrimination or judgments
I try to make myself not be like everyone, to be the one to make things happen
I hope that with the help of society, we can change things for the better
I am looking for change, and need you to do it
raech629@verizon.net
I just want to point out that in the past I have been a jerk to people but I apologize for doing so and sometimes poetry can help me.
I am a confused boy in a adolecents body
I wonder what people really think about me
I hear opinions on my life made by others that make me angry
I see finally how badly I treated some people
I want a second chance
I am Vivek Thomas
I pretend to act like everything is okay when it really isnt
I feel the need to hide my emotions with violence and harsh words
I need to get my priorities straightened out
I worry about what people think of me
I cry when I feel the need to
I am Vivek Thomas
I understand finally how words and actions can affect others
I believe that people like me can change
I dream about things i am desperate for
I try my best to impress
I hope people will see the real me not this fake when I sadly developed
I am Vivek Thomas
I am unable to be defined.
I wonder how one can ask this of me.
I hear the question and
I want to answer, but
I am simply unable to define myself.
I pretend that I'm sure;
I feel as though school no longer matters.
I need to finish what I've started.
I worry not for the future, but for the now that will shape my future.
I cry for what I'm missing out on.
I am Chris McCandless, trapped in my own adventure.
I understand more than I let on.
I believe in no God.
I dream of a world where people accept this of me.
I try to say no, but yes comes out instead.
I hope I learn to look below my own surface, so I might define myself to you someday.
I am unsure of who I am.
I am a tired young women in society
I wonder when I'll get a break
I hear more work being given to me
I see myself slowly falling
I want to sleep
I am a tired young women in society
I pretend that I have no work to do
I feel like the work never ends
I need to take some time for myself
I worry I never will get a break
I cry every night when I take out my bookbag I am a tired young woman in society
I understand that i most do this work
I believe one day I'll get a break
I dream that break comes soon
I try to imagine myself resting
I hope I make it long enough to get a break
I am a tired young woman in society
I am my own worst nightmare
I wonder why you chose me
I hear your voice running through my head
I see the smile which I have fallen so hard for
I want to prove that I AM good enough
I am a sad excuse for a son
I pretend to be all tough and confident
I feel like a joke
I need you to remain in my life
I worry that I am throwing my life away
I cry for hopelessness in this world
I am someone you do not want to be become
I understand what life is all about
I believe in myself
I dream of making a name for myself
I try to be emotionless
I hope for a new start
I am me and I will never change for anyone
I am right in the middle of it.
I wonder why over there isn't here now.
I hear the music in my head slowly seeping from my ears.
I see a world full of potential but too lazy to start.
I want a life of adventure with no regards to what others think of it.
I am a terrible knitter yet, this line didn't tell you anything about me?...or did it
I pretend everything is worth little so when it is lost I don't complain, even though I feel it is untrue
I need someone to remind me I'm not crazy, just ambitious
I worry when things are going too well, because the only way to go after that is down
I cry when I realize yesterday is gone
I am still not sure whether I'm really living
I understand the insanity of life
I believe the outcasts are the real winners
I dream of a place where no one hurts another person simply because they can
I try to see the other side of the coin, though often fail
I hope I make it
I am enough
I am dead.
I wonder if the homework will ever stop.
I hear only the sounds of keys tapping, pens scratching, and pages turning.
I see only what the ciriculum shows me and how the people around are "changed" by this synthetic environment. An environment that is thought to help form your own ideas but is based a masterful plan set up by the school which is quite depressing and borderline suicidal.
I want to go to Afghanistan, far away from educational institutions. At least there you know who your enemies are.
I am overloaded and about to drop dead.
I pretend I like doing this bull.
I feel overly anxious from endless workloads
I need more sleep and less questions from my mom
I worry the class is going to take this "poem" bad, but they can go fornicate themselves.
I cry that I have spent even this much time of my life writing this down. I would rather be eating the cookies and milk sitting right next me.
I am a boy scout.
I understand that people who have invested time in me expect me to be great: "Oh, go that Eagle nick.", "Where are you going to college nick?", "Why does it take you seven hours everyday to do your homework nick? Work harder."
I believe that people are great because they have attention issues or someone else forced them to be in the spotlight.
I dream of living with advanced technology that is biologically integratable with humans and that sort of scientific engineering genius.
I try to avoid expressing myself because people will think I am crazy.
I am not crazy, yet. :P
Love,
Nick
Email: nicocoup@msn.com
I am a small fish in a giant pond
I wonder how others see what I see
I hear whispers and screams
I see everyone and wonder if they see me
I want to make a difference
I am only a child
I pretend nothing bothers me
I feel that I am trying so hard to end up no where
I need guidance
I worry about the future
I cry because I need to be heard
I am lost
I understand that nothing is good enough
I believe in destiny
I dream of happiness
I try to make everyone proud
I hope someone is listening
I am confused
syd1194@aol.com
P.S. I liked this blog, but I felt really stupid writing it. I also enjoy reading about my classmates. We have spent the last nine months together and I hardly know them.
I am a typical stressed teenage girl
I wonder if my parents know that I am trying
I hear yelling and arguing about everyday
I see nothing but the four walls of my room
I want to get the grades my parents will approve of
I am a typical stressed teenage girl
I pretend there's nothing wrong when I'm at school
I feel stressed and upset
I need to make my parents happy
I worry they will take more of what I have away
I cry because I feel like a disappointment
I am a typical stressed teenage girl
I understand I can do better
I believe I will do better
I dream of making my parents happy
I try to not worry them
I hope they will be satisfied in the end
I am a typical stressed teenage girl
sabrina.tan@verizon.net
I am sick of this life.
I wonder if I will ever live up to the expectations I have foolishly set in the past.
I hear arguing and unhappiness.
I see frustration and distrust on their faces.
I want to be free of responsibility.
I am struggling against myself and my world.
I often pretend to put on a happy face when I'm truly bitter.
I feel boxed in with nowhere to go.
I need to get out of this place.
I worry about past, present, and future.
I cry if laughing somehow doesn't work.
I am confused.
I understand very little about life.
I believe I am destined for greatness.
I dream of true happiness.
I try to enjoy the present, but it always seem better in memories.
I hope I make it.
I am sick of this life.
I am not what i appear to be.
I wonder why I hurt others
I hear arguing about problems
I see things the average person should not
I want to be alone
I am annoyed with school
I pretend to like people
I feel empty
I need someone to listen to what i want
I worry about what i will do in life
I cry _____
I am not where i want to be in life
I understand what i shouldnt do not what i should do
I believe i am different from others
I dream of moving far away
I try to express how i feel
I hope one day i can leave west orange
I am bored with everything in general
I am ready to prove myself.
I wonder about my future.
I hear relaxing music.
I see happy people.
I want her.
I am ready to prove myself.
I pretend not to care.
I feel awkward.
I need peace.
I worry about my friends.
I cry for my loved ones.
I am special.
I understand people.
I believe people are good.
I dream of success.
I try my best.
I hope everything goes right.
I am me.
I am a boy who knows everything,
I wonder about how I could put my life to good use,
I hear myself think,
I see myself want to be the best I could,
I want to please everybody,
I am a boy who wants to know everything.
I pretend to never know the wrong answer,
I feel pressured to do better,
I need more time to get things done,
I worry about what people think of me,
I cry when there is too much stress,
I am a boy who tries to know everything.
I understand that success is the right way to go,
I believe I could do better, but I don’t,
I dream that I have a perfect life, which never comes true,
I try to make everybody happy, which somehow never works,
I hope I can still succeed if not too late,
I am only Joe Pedo.
joepedo@ymail.com
*I also liked this blog, it really opened people up to express their emotions.
I am a human with blood running through my veins
I wonder if I’m more than just the cells that make me
I hear the news, reporting the disaster of the day
I see the problems and complexity of the world
I want to be more than just one out of the billions
I am a girl who is going to make a difference
I pretend like I can change the world
I feel like maybe one day it will be possible
I need to need make a difference, some day, some how
I worry that my passion and determination won’t be enough
I cry for the ones that need my help, the ones who have nothing to give but give their hearts
I am a humanitarian
I understand that I won’t be able to end world hunger by myself
I believe that one person can make a change
I dream of giving everything I can to someone in need, in exchange for the connection
I try to make sure that this spark inside me never dies
I hope that I will be the person I imagine myself being
I am a 15 year old girl with eternal long aspiration
I am a guy with silent lips.
I wonder when I'll prove myself worthy to others.
I hear the laughter of kids making fun of me because of my voice.
I see lights fading into darkness
I want to be cool.
I am a guy with silent lips crying out.
I pretend to be the cool guy of the school, desperately waiting for approval.
I feel like everyone thinks I'm weird.
I need a role model that I can look up to so that i can be confident and think about the future ahead of me.
I worry about school and grades and the feeling of missing something important in my life.
I cry when I'm angry. Sometimes my anger gets to a point where I just can't hold on and let it all out.
I am a young boy waiting to become a confident man who won't let others bring him down.
I understand when first impressions can go very wrong.
I believe that everything in my life will soon become a good thing later in life and that I will appreciate it as I grow older.
I dream about the world and what the world has in store for me.
I try to become as truthful and honest as any human being can possibly can.
I hope to become a better son, student, brother, friend, and value the things in life that are meant to be treasured.
I am growing up to be a man who will face anything that comes to my path and will stride forward.
christian.pineda@rocketmail.com
***Nick Couper's blog response really got me thinking about how much more I should be working and getting the grades I'm aiming for at school and how ahead he's thinking about preparing himself for the big world around us. He's sorta like a part of the ideal guy I want to be or to atleast carry that trait.
I am God's Child
I wonder what life is really like
I hear the whispers of people behind my back
I see myself letting others down
I want to live a happy life
I am not what I want to be
I pretend to be mean
I feel like I have let so many people down
I need someone who understands
I worry what my future is going to be like
I cry when I know how much my parents sacrificed, and yet I still let them down.
I am my parents son
I understand basketball
I believe that God will oneday take me from this world
I dream of a happy life
I try to please my parents
I hope my my family will reign with Christ
I am a child of God
I am hopeless
I wonder if I'll ever be enough
I hear his voice in times of hardship
I see the pain I have put people through
I want the best for everyone
I am jasmine Danielle Thompson
I pretend to be happy
I feel misunderstood
I need him by my side
I worry he won't return
I cry for no one
I am jasmine Danielle Thompson
I understand the circumstances
I believe we will one day be happy
I dream of a wonderfully bright future
I try to let go but can't seem to
I hope to seem perfect in his eyes
I am jasmine Danielle Thompson
Jazzyjass@verizon.net
I am an abstract work of art
undefinable and uncomprehendable
A flower consumed by the darkness of night
Writhering up and
Thriving for a drop of golden sunlight
I wonder if I'm fast enough to escape conformity's impenetrable grasp
I see its glassy glare through the eyes of grown ups
I want a light bulb this world that threatens overpowers me
I am scared child
I pretend the monsters which lurk under my bed are constricted to the boundaries of my mind
I feel its cold touch crawling at my skin through fiends and foes alike
I worry that I'll become a vestile for its hatred
A mindless figure in its dull gray
I understand that having unique thoughts provokes its wraith
I am a wondering spirit
A being who existence is challenged
I dream of being a mockingbird allowed to sing
I try to fly above its dense mist
I try to flap my wings harder
And little higher
I hope my efforts aren't made in vain
I am a writer a creator of my own fate
First please allow me to apologize for my late response, I swear I just got home because I have been working all day and you know that you (Ms.DePalo) who are my number one favorite teacher in the whole world have an impact on my life and I constantly think about what we have due in you class for homework but I was not able to get to the blog response until now.
I am a father (jk lol), a son, a brother, a best friend to many and someone you can always go to for a laugh or for cheering up.
I wonder what things will be like in 100 years.
I hear with my ears
I see with my eyes
I want to become famous some day and be able to donate lots of money to every charity possible.
I am proud of who I am and would never change the way I am.
I pretend never, because I am a very realistic person..... Just Kidding!
I feel bad for kids that commit suicide and hurt themselves.
I need "a doctor, call me a doctor..doctor to bring me back to life" - I NEED A DOCTOR BY Dr. Dre
I worry for my friends and family and even people I just know or don't know because I think everyone is equal and I hate seeing people die and violence.
I cry never, because I am a beast and beast's don't cry.
I am unique and nobody else on Earth is anything like me, just like a fingerprint, we are all different.
I understand three different languages including: English, Italian and Greek.
I believe in God and Jesus Christ.
I dream about my life in the future and my super hot future wife but more importantly I dream of my life finally with my whole family in Greece where I am no longer 7000 miles away from family and the people I love the most.
I try to be the best at everything but I along with everyone else am not perfect.
I hope Ms. DePalo gives me a big hug at the end of the year when we have to say our "goodbye's" :(
I am LEGEND - Movie with Will Smith in it which is one of my favorite celebrities.
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