When I was little

Everyone liked princesses

But me

I liked Tinker Bell

She could fly

She was magic

She was amazing

And so was her companion

One night

I was feeling low

Lost

And alone

When they came to visit me

They made me smile

And laugh

They made me happy

But then

A few years later

The world

Turned dark

No one laughed

No one smiled

Everyone was sad

Everyone was gone

And there stood

Peter and Tink

Playing  together

I asked them;

"Why are you smiling

When no one else is?"

He answered;

"The world is ours for the taking

No need for THEM to be happy

Besides

There's nothing I can do anymore"

"What do you mean?"

I ask

"No one knows who I am anymore

They have all forgotten me

Forgotten us"

He replied

Sadly

I was shocked

"Oh, but Peter,

Don't you know who you are?

You're a symbol of kindness and hope

No one has forgotten you

We are all just waiting

Waiting for you to come back"

He stood and smiled

"maybe you're right"

He says to me

He grabbed my hand

And we flew away

To make everyone smile

To make everyone happy

Peter, don't you know who you are?

Don't you remember me?

I'm the one that taught you about the second star

I taught you, so you could be free

Free of the pain it is to grow up

Free of the drink from the devil's cup

Free of expectation

Free to create a different kind of nation

Why are you back in this world?

Wasn't the place I showed you good enough?

That place you call home is a dreamworld

Many never behold, no matter how tough

Your looks and glances to that dark window

Alert me that I had made a crucial mistake

And I should have seen the foreshadow

About how your heart would come awake

You don't see me anymore

And I realize you will never remember before

So I slink away with one last suffering glance

As I watch your's and her's shadows dance

peter, don't you know who you are?

i have led you here by my magic touch

i, the one you immediately learned to trust!

peter, see this world?

games and fantasy, no work for you

those that you thought were lies are true!

freely, you can frolick and play

camping with indians, swimming with mermaids.

what wonderful, youthful days!

oh no, here he comes

captain hook is on his way to us!

save us peter, swords and fairy dust!

oh my oh my, are you bored?

why not learn a song from the trees?

neverland never runs out, can't you see?

peter, peter, where are you going?

that pirate's ship isn't meant for you!

stop there, right now, i finally speak the truth!

...

peter, don't you know who you are?

you were the boy who I brought out of kindness

now look what you've done, you meddlesome boy

you're grown up, and donned an eyepatch!

excruciating, all my careful work gone to waste.

you're trashing the forest, draining the lakes

introducing the indians to bullets and flames.

a naughty child grows a naughty man!

ahh, i guess i'll have to find another peter then...

The wood creaked under the weight of the swaggering captain, his eyes looking wild and the grin on his face growing as the boy squirmed in his binds. The boy flinched as the captain brought out his hooked hand, entwining the metal with the rope he was bound in.

"Peter Pan," the man drawled. The boy blinked. "Peter, don't you know who you are?" He drawled, a sickeningly sweet demeanor taking form over his face. "Oh you poor thing. Just as lost as the rest of the little boys were."  The captain brandished a knife. "Perhaps this will help you remember, old friend." He sank his blade into the boy's shoulder, a scream of agony erupting from his throat. "Do you remember old Captain Hook now boy?!" The pirate twisted the blade and tears ran down the boy's face.

"Please I don't know- "the captain slapped him, withdrawing his blade swiftly. He let the boy cry as he wiped the blade clean.

"Oh you will know Peter. All in due time."