All day, every day, I drink tea.
It don't have to be sweet.
It's not about taste, it's about heat.
With or without a biscuit.
Morning, noon or night.
Happy, sad or angry.
Coffee is disgusting to me.
I've never tasted anything like tea.
If teabags die, so will I.
I'm addicted but it's all I need.

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The First Fifty Pages Of Me by Nailinthewall
PoetryThis is all the weird things I think and what I will never say. And my personal journey in my last year of school.