As children
it was so easy to play innocent.
I was Peter! You were Wendy!
And who could forget the Lost Boys?

Always dragging us through adventures we never expected.
Never dreamed of.
But time isn't easy
and our voices cracked with age.

It was no longer cool to fly.
Fantasies crashed as hard as we did
when happy thoughts became tattered and torn.
The teddy bear left forgotten in the corner, abandoned like our dreams…