Author: Charlize R.

A life in a poem

I am from ballet shoes,
From a brother who is so perfect
That I know I will I never amount to.
I am from long days at the hospital.
I am from dreams that
Can only come true if you
Don’t stop trying.

I am from, “Time is Brain.”
From the girl who always
Wants to fit in
I’m from the family that cares,
But in times of great need
They act like nothing is happening.
I’m from inspiring my father,
And myself to never give up
Because things get hard
Or someone says you can’t do it.
I am from music that saved

my father,

my family

And me.

Gorzycki Middle School

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Where I’m From

I am from the sound of my siblings screaming
I am from the soft touch of my dogs fur
I am from light brown hair and light brown eyes
I am from the sweet smell of sugar cookies during the holidays
I am from the family tradition of watching football almost every sunday

I am from the irritating sound of my alarm going off as if it was screaming in my ear
I am from the smell of bleach burning my nose
I am from the taste of chicken fajitas
I am from traveling almost every summer
I am from the sun gently shaking me awake with its brightness
I am from trying my best to please my parents
I am from laughter and happiness

Gorzycki Middle School

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Life

Ups and downs downs and ups
Their are spikes around the world
Traps and spikes are taking over
Traps and spikes are all over

Ups and downs downs and ups
Being alone
Life will be light and leany
Dark will be doom and dreamy
Life will have spikes
The world will have traps.

Ups and downs downs and ups
You will wake up
The sun will shine
The sun will smile back
You will be on track again

Gorzycki Middle School

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I Come From

I come from
I come from Texas. Where ice cream melts and construction is hard labor.
I come from you-tube. Where theories are everywhere and rice gum sucks!

I come from drawing. Where your hands melt and where it’s satisfying.
I come from yugioh cards.Where destruction begins and get a free trip to the…
SHADOW REALM!

BUT THAT’S JUST A THEORY A POETRY THEORY!

Berkman Elementary

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I come from

I come from lot of trees very green and a river calm slow,pretty and blue.
Where u walk close to a river and get wet with a sweet friend.

I come from Round rock and almost all my family lives in Round rock like my Tia lives in Florida,
Where i don’t get to visit her but still I love her like all my family.

I come from a family Mexican and the mom always do like tacos, enchiladas, fruit waters and nachos.
Where my Tia and my mom doesn’t get like very good friend.

I come from a funny family helpers and so much fun to play with
I love my family and i love my friends Angelica and Enedelia.

Berkman Elementary

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Choices

I didn’t choose This.
stop saying I did.

Do you Think,
I would Choose,
to be Hated by half my family?

the Same family who told me,
they would Love me,
No Matter what?

Do you Think,
I would Choose,
to have to make an Escape Plan,
if Anything goes Wrong?

Do you Think,
I would Choose,
to be called horrible Slurs,
By those who said they Loved me?

Do you Think,
I would Choose,
to suffer Silently,
With mental Illness?

Do you Think,
I would Choose,
to Realize,
That One sentence,
could set off a Chain of Events,
That in the End,
could get me Killed?

these Were not My choices.

but These were the Cards I was Handed,
And These are the Cards I must Play.

Galaxy

My life is the galaxy,
Filled with stars,
Big hot and bright,
Easy to see from far away.
But when when my galaxy gets filled with more stars,
My old stars faint hardly visible hard to remember,
Almost like they are not there.
When I get closer towards the stars,
The stars gets even bigger and bigger,
Visible easy to see in the the dark galaxy.
I notice the stars and think about them,
Remembering these are one of the first stars in my galaxy.
I try to keep hold of the stars,
Hold on to them forever,
Never going to forget them,
Like they are stuck on me like glue.
The Planets in my Galaxy surround me,
Right next to me through my cycles of daylight.
And through my obstacles (global warming) you orbit right next to me,
Making me feel good through these obstacles,
Filling my balloon with air.

Gorzycki Middle School

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