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A collection of poems written by me! This is a collection of poems I've written that I actually feel proud of.

My Eggs

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by Ebony_Stephens

by Ebony_Stephens

I burnt my eggs

It wouldn’t have bothered me

So much except

Now I’m late for class

And I don’t have time

For breakfast

And how can you expect me

To concentrate in every

Chess game of a class

When my stomach feels

Like it’s going to concave.

How can you expect me to write

When I can barely read.

How could you expect me to be

Confident when everyone else

Is better than me.

And how can you expect me to drive

When I haven’t got any

Sleep because I was thinking

Of what could’ve been,

WHat should’ve been,

And what could be?

I’m sorry I’m late for class

Again today,

I burnt my eggs.