Don't wake me up on a Friday morning.
I don't want to get up.
I just want to crawl in my bed until the darkness ends,Until am fourteen again and all my dreams are blue and yellow , shinny as the sun ray , calm as the stars . I want to wake up only to ; open my eyes to see where my quirky horizon would lead , to smell my brewed coffee first in the morning and hear the wind stealing away all the human pain .
Wake me up only for my heart wants to feel every dime of strangeness of the universe , because nothing is as beautiful as when it is strange .
Don't wake me up on a Friday morning unless you carried the world for me in your heart or let me forever drown in sleep in my own reality .
