Chaos all around of memorizing and learning something new

That soon my hope and imagination will begin to undo

No more endless nights dreaming of the what-ifs and things that could

This is called that transition from childhood

Where all your imagination needs to end

Where life becomes about jobs and money to spend

On bills, taxes, mortgage and other boring stuff

Where commands and demands are thrown at you until you’ ve had enough

That the rest of your life your mind must be made to be small

This ladies and gentlemen is the biggest lie of all

Made up by people whose minds were small to start

And who can never see something simple as a work of art

Where is the rule that boundaries must only be set

Once adulthood forces you to forget

About the giggles and joy

For the knowledge that the world is your toy

I will dream of fantasies and made-up lands

My life will not be colorless and bland

My child-like wonder, in my heart it will always be

What close-minded person has the guts to stop me?