I lost my innocence when I was small
It was what had caused me to build up walls
The older one you are supposed to trust
Made me cry with his pubescent lust

Just five years old when it began to start
Eleven when he had a change of heart
The smell, the room, the feel of the bed
Are the very things that stay in my head

I could not tell for who would believe
That this boy would do this to his niece
Not all can understand my shame
Or even know where to place the blame

The small girl with blue eyes and blonde hair
Or the pre-teen boy with an arrogant air
At five you don’t understand that it’s bad
But you always know it makes you sad

I have since came to terms with what happened to me
An innocence lost that will no longer be
Nevermore will I hide this shame
I will forever refuse to hide his name

I have confronted my demon from my past
It is his disgrace that will now last

The feeling I get
When I’m pressed up to your side
Is my new favorite feeling

When I was younger
I didn’t really understand
How precious
Words are
Or what they mean
Especially the word
Forever

When I was younger
Time dragged on
And boredom
Made time tedious
So I spent
A lot of my childhood
In other worlds

When I was younger
Things mattered more
Because
Life was more exciting
There were firsts
And mistakes
But adventures always

Now that I’m older
Things don’t matter as much
Because
Life’s a lot more complicated
Where mistakes
Are irreversible
And everything always ends

All of us wish we’d had just a little more time
Spend forever with the ones we love
But when we’re young
And time slows down
Because it’s on our side
We don’t understand that
Forever will always end.

I stay at that old tree house,
My dad made when I was young.
Waiting for the sunset,
and the darkening of the sky.
Trying to catch a shooting star at night.
He told me when I was younger,
"Wishes do come true,
when wished on a wishing star."
Looking up in a starry night,
Oh, star!
Fall down on me.
Please, make me make a wish.
A wish,
I know someday,
will ever come true.

He calls himself Peter Pan and he's looking for a new Neverland.
I feel him watching me thinking that I can't see.
But the shadow that he can never quite catch always winks at me when he leaves.

I turn to sneak a peak but I always find he's already looking at me.
I wonder how one can be young for eternity.
Wouldn't it get rather lonely?

I saw him again and he finally said "hello."
It was timid and shy but on the inside he's wild.
I couldn't help myself from my toothy smile.
There was nothing to say but "It took you a while."

We are going strong Peter and I.
In my ear he'll whisper sweet nothings and desire.
I'll just smile and kiss his pink lips.
Because what's left to be desired when you live eternally fighting pirate ships.