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Chelsea Quigley Nov 2023
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!

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