"Butterflies can't see their wings.
They can't see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can.
People are like that, too."- Naya Rivera
To all the coffee addicts, cat lovers, city dwellers,
the singers and songwriters, poets and playwrights,
To all the dreamers:
Let go of your fears, for doubt has killed more dreams than reality. Write that book, post that poem, sing that song. Chase your shooting stars.
Grace Howard
Evie Pearce
Walk With Me - Bella Thorne
I wish I could stand on a star
I wish I could be where you areMoonlight - Grace Vanderwaal
Remember last year when you told me
to 'always stay here and never leave me'Hideaway - Grace Vanderwaal
So let's just play pretend and find a secret place
When the world around us says that we should act our ageThis Is Me - The Greatest Showman
I won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for usNeverland - Zendaya
In a place so far away
We'll be young, that's how we'll stay
All in this place I created that I call Neverland.Hello, and thanks for stopping by!
In case you haven't read the description, I'd like to clarify: while the majority of this story will be in prose, some important events and emotions will be conveyed through song lyrics and poetry. I'm aware that some readers skip lyrics in Wattpad books, but all the poems and lyrics in this book are mine and are intended as an important part of the story.
That aside, I really hope you enjoy reading this story and that you'll love my quirky, flawed, and caffeine-fueled characters. Please let me know what you think in the comments, or leave a vote — they mean so much to me (also, it makes the little kid in me happy when I get a star haha).
- Lots of love, Liz
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