The Eternal Boy Poem by Barry Middleton

a boy who would never grow old
decided the world of adults
was lonely and bitterly cold
and he could get better results

he learned that the world of men
was deceitful and cruel as can be
and the odds were but one in ten
to either succeed or break free

so he hid far apart in a wood
away from the world and its pain
and there he would stay if he could
where fancy and memories remain

and forever in secret he dwells
in a world of his own you can share
within the green hills and the dells
in a place without worry or care

some say that he lives in his head
that he must face facts and the truth
but he says he would rather be dead
than to give up perpetual youth