Peter Pan
The boy who wouldn’t grow up
No, the boy who could choose
Not to grow up
How I envy him
How I envy his freedom
And the world he lives in
Neverland
Where you
Never grow up
Never worry about adult issues
Never have to face destruction
Never breathe in sickly air
Never stop flying
Just think happy thoughts
I hate seeing pain
And death
Everywhere I go
And in everything I touch
Happy thoughts
I should be sent to Neverland
Because I’m lost too
I don’t want to become
The person I am doomed to be
Just sprinkle me
With a little pixie dust
And save me
Think happy thoughts
Yes, I am envious of Peter Pan
To live like him
Would be an awfully big adventure
But don’t worry
If he doesn’t come for me just yet
To fly away to Neverland
I’ll be waiting by my window
Thinking happy thoughts