What stopped me
all the time
the lack of cash
the fear that I wouldn’t make it on my own
You assured me of that.
including your mother, warned me to
put some money away
because even though I was in love
they know how you are.
I reasoned that the time was not right
that perhaps if I gave it a chance
I would change you
see things from your
point of view
that never happened.
On countless occasions
when you snowed me
I had decided that I must be insane
to doubt you.
you were a good provider
and always right
even when you were wrong
you were right
you told me so.
And I being the younger
less mature one
I would have to abide by that fact
unless of course
I could come up with some hard facts of my own
I wanted so much to believe.
I gave up on myself when I met you
Your master plan was to shape me into a Wendy
I just had to cooperate
I fought you tooth and nail
You told me to just do it and not to think
I don’t have to be here at all.
I can conjure another Peter Pan
he can claim me as one of the found
we can have adventures together
I could just be me. And this Peter
this Peter would be proud.