Poetry in IB :)
Jak co roku, świeżo upieczone IB-iki stają się poetami - i szukają odpowiedzi na pytanie: "Me -Who?""Me - who?"
I can tell you who I think you are
I can tell you where you can find your star
But if you asked me who I am...
You can say that I'm the wind...
Once gentle and nice,
Fresh like a mint,
Strong and killing,
Mysterious.
I don't know exactly who I am
But be patient,
Maybe YOU will know it one day.
A.R.
"Me-who?"
I'm just a human being
I've spent my entire life chilling out
Even though I'm the smartest
Unlucky I'm not the artist
Someone has asked me who I am
I am not a poet so it's not a poem.
“Me- who?”
I used to wonder all the time
How can a human commit a crime
But now I’m rational and order
I know that you must break a border
So no matter when you start
You have to listen to your heart
‘Me- who’
What other people say
I don’t know
Honestly, I don’t care.
Everyone is different and here I am.
Brand-new IB student who’s stepping into the wild, but it doesn’t matter.
I should call myself a swot, yeah.
Good grades, always prepared for everything. But for me it’s not so important.
I’m a sister to my brother who seems to need my help all the time and that’s what I do!
I want to be the best friend ever! Full of compassion, consideration and advice.
I love my friends and I hope they love me.
I want to be everywhere and discover the world.
I want to be happy…
Me- who?
Hey you there!
I have a few secrets that I need to share.
I am a woman learning 'bout life.
Reading books in the dark night.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
but there are things I won't let you keep.
I indulge in the sounds chosen by me
and take pleasure from swimming alone in my dreams.
Cooking makes me question the world
and happens to give me the symptoms of a love withdrawal.
The toughest ride- is the one that I'm on.
But nothing will force me to sit in it alone.
All my emotions flow from my heart
and they leave a glow on you right from the start.
You see my orange look,
but don't let me hang your dishonesty on a hook.
Although many things get easier in time
describing yourself makes you question that
and your whole lifetime.
Liliana Miler, 2b
Me- who?
I was new and somebody asked me: "Who are you?"
I told him my name and he asked again: "But...are you sure?"
I started to doubt if he is alright then I explained that this is my name.
He started to laugh and that was okay.
He looked at me weird and then disappeared.
But this is my name.
Cell membrane.
Adrianna