Is there a Neverland?
A place where there are no lows? I don’t want to grow up. Can I remain a child? No more responsibilities, no more strain. Please, oh please, let there be no pain. I don’t want to be strong. Can’t you see that I am just a child? Deep inside me, I have my fears. There’s only so much that I can bear. Is there a neverland where I can go? I’m sorry, when I’m tired, it seems so hard to be cheerful and being emotional is just so instinctive. And results are coming out tomorrow, I’ve got a feeling they won’t be good. Please don’t ask me how I did tomorrow. I need to do well. If I don’t, I will be letting down my parents, my teachers and of course God. Yet a part of me wanted and wants to do well for the very person whose portrait I would see when I looked up in my exam. I am afraid of disappointing everyone. Yes, I have aspirations and dreams that I want to realise, but I am doing it for them. And I know that if I don’t do well, I’ll be on a guilt trip, not just by my parents but the ultimate
