I am a lost boy from Neverland,

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan.

And when we're bored we play in the woods,

Always on the run from Captain Hook.

"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me.

"Away from all of reality."

Neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free.

I hear distant voices of

Homophobic teenage boys,

Selfish teenage girls.

Most looking down at glowing screens.

In my eyes, I see humans destroying the world we live in without even knowing.

So busy looking down all the time.

So just look up.

Look up at the sunset, that is meant to be seen.

Look up at the stars, search for a pattern among the constellations.

Look up at the sparkle in someone's eyes.

Don't look down,

You never know what you could miss.