I'm confused
I lost my focus
Motives diffused
I can't think straight
I need a break
A blend of tea infused
I like tea
It makes me whole
Without it, you see
I'm quite a morbid soul
My thoughts are fretful
My edges get sharp
I lose the sweet nerves
I become a bitter harp
When strangeness mix
And sanity departs
I need a cup of tea
To put back the parts
I might say I've tea in my veins
Not blood like ordinary folks
My thoughts aren't bound by chains
I don't believe in rustic hoax
