Finding Neverland

Today I am 17, soon to be 18 and it wont be long until adults will respect me, youth will reflect me. But I just sit here in my room waiting for Peter Pan to come. Before I grow up I need to leave. Its been growing inside of me, and there it dwells. This intense desire to venture away, so far away from this place I have always been. I shall go to neverland and when I return, for I shall return, I will then be ready. Ready to begin. I'll know who I am, and better so, who I shall become. As a small child I pondered who I would be in this year, my beauty and skill, so clever and loving. Oh the hours I built myself. Just to look in the mirror but a few years later. Still a child stuck within a daydream. An idea of what I should be in order to become the one I desire. My Neverland. Today I am 17, not ready to be 18. I sit by my window and gaze into the night. It's just there above me, second star to the right.