FANTASY
Don't wake me
I still want to be with my shady tree
I still want to drown in my fantasy
Feeling weightless, feeling free
It's a place I could be me
Don't wake me
I still want to sit with the fallen leaves
Scribble on them with no worries
It's not the time yet for me to leave
It's a place I could be selfish
This poem is about:
Me