I wish I could run away, to a magical place.
Where I would be happy, with a smile on my face.
I could be young, and have a new start.
I would never grow old, or have a sad heart.
There is no worries, and there is no fear.
I would have many friends, and lots of cheer.
We would play all day, and all night as well.
I think it would be heaven, instead of hell.
But alas... there is no, never never land.
I can only be me, and not Peter Pan.
This life that I live, is lonely at best.
I've built the strength, to survive any test.
After I grow old and die, a ghost I will be.
Haunting these people, who are hurting me.
I shall get revenge, in a tormented sort of way.
Reeking havoc in there lives, until there dying day.
I guess that will be, my never never land.
I guess that will be, where I make my last stand.
I will laugh, and laugh, and laugh some more.
I will have lots of fun, without being a bore.
And so I leave you, with this thought on your mind.
Today might be hell, but tomorrow you must find.
A way to get even, and a way to have fun.
Because in the afterlife, it is them that will run.