I Don't Wanna Grow Up.

I lied, okay? I said I didn't want to be a child anymore? Yeah. That's a lie. I want to be a child forever. Peter Pan is like the smartest kid ever. Seriously, I'm gonna go to Neverland, because it's awesome, and you never have to grow up. I'd be totally cool with being fifteen forever. Or even ten. I mean, I could still be smart. I could be alive for a hundred years and still be fifteen and I'd still be as smart as the hundred-year-olds, because I've had just as much experience as them. Kids don't have to worry about anything. Except, what to have for lunch and similar things. Anyway, everyone always likes kids better than adults. Adults are mean and boring and cynical and they're all nonbelievers. But kids are carefree and imaginative and fun and energetic. I mean, look at the choices. You'd obviously choose kid. Who wants to be a nasty annoying adult? Not I. Unfortunately, I have to grow up, because although Neverland obviously exists, the famous boy in tights hasn't come to my window yet, and I seem to be out of pixie dust, so I have no way of getting there. So when I grow up I'm going to stay as childish and carefree as possible. And probably most likely I"ll always act on impulse. Because that's the funnest way to live your life. I'll have an adult outside but I most definitely will always be a child inside.