Mother,
I am scared.
Life is cruel
And unfair.
I want to escape
This world of hate.
To lessons and dates
I fall astray.
Mother,
Please,
I cannot commit.
Not in this world
That I wish to exist.
I want to go
To the Neverland.
To fly so high
With Peter Pan.
But Mother,
I beg,
Don't leave me alone.
I am old,
I know,
But young in the soul.
For a mature thought
Is locking my heart,
I wish to feel the way I did at the start.
This poem is based on the psychological disorder entitled 'Peter Pan Syndrome'. I wanted to shed light on this topic as it is important to understand the struggles of 'adulting'. Please do enjoy and always be kind!