Peter Pan

Locked in today, never to leave,

as our childhood takes its leave,

and as you cling to it tightly,

to frivolity slightly.

You will never want to grow up-

it makes me want to throw up-

you swear you will never change,

but will time force you to that change?

You can’t be a Peter Pan,

and you can’t go to Neverland.

When will you look up and see

what’s happened to you and to me?

~7-2011~

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