emmanuellugo40
emmanuellugo40
05.12.2020 • 
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So the pressure gets to me; I rush with the ball. My passes to teammates could go through the wall.
My jumpers not falling, my dribbles not sure.
My hand is not steady, my eye is not pure.
The fault is my teammates- they don't understand.
The fault is my coaches-what a terrible plan.
The fault is the call by the blind referee.
But the fault is not mine; I'm the greatest, you see.

This is the para 3 n 4 of the poem "just me" can anyone pls help me with the explanation?..

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