Child Like Love

Chapter 1

"This is not what it is only baby scars, I need your love like a boy needs his mother's side."

- Of Mice & Men

Having to wake up every morning to the shrill sound of my alarm clock is getting pretty annoying. I've already broken two but now counting this morning it would be three. The sun glaring through my window isn't really helping much also. If the sun didn't keep us alive I would ninja kick that lil shit into a different universe. I sighed, which I have noticed I do a lot. I got up, much to my annoyance and headed to my bathroom. Flicking on my light, I padded over to the mirror where I was met by a girl that looked as though she was hit by a truck. My usually tame able long chestnut hair was a giant tumbleweed. I sighed, once again, and hopped into the shower.

I don't know what it is about showers but I always come out feeling as though all the grumpy has left my system. I walked over to my closet to determine how fabulous I should look today. I decided on a simple black dress and my white and black creepers. I like to dress up sometimes because I like to feel extra fabulous on certain days. The dress is actually pretty comfortable, it's kind of figure hugging towards the chest though but past the belly button it is very flowy. I blow dried my hair and let it go back to its usual wavy like self that goes down past the middle of my back. I grabbed my bag and headed down to the kitchen. As I was expecting there was a sticky note on the table that told me my mother would be gone all day... again. I decided to skip breakfast and headed to my car. My car isn't anything special just a simple black Buick. I hopped in and put in my All Time Low CD and switched it to Somewhere in Neverland. I shut my windows because I decided to sing and I don't want to be murdering ear drums with my voice.

Say goodbye to the halls and the classes

Say hello to a job and the taxes

The weekends with old friends spilling into 9 to 5 routine

Tell me how you feel over and done with

Like your life is a map with no compass to guide,

At the bar drinkin' way too much

We sing along to "Forever Young".

So here we go again

Wishin' we could start again

Wendy run away with me

I know I sound crazy

Don't you see what you do to me?

I wanna be your lost boy

Your last chance, a better reality

Wendy we can get away

I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way

I can be your lost boy, your last chance

Your "everything better" plan

Oh, somewhere in Neverland

(Somewhere in Neverland)

We'll start a life of the plain and the simple

Of great times with far better people

And weekends with our friends

Laughing about the wine that stains their teeth

We'll talk about how your parents separated and

How you don't wanna make the same mistakes as them

I'll say it's all about stickin' it out