Not yet

I do not want to grow up just yet, I want to be a child forever. "It is your only choice" t’was they said, But I am unsure, can I just never? Life is like exploring a cave. Whether you'll make it out alive, Or you'll dig your own 6 feet grave. Maybe, you'll celebrate, or die. What is the point of growing, If you will live like a dead? It always got me thinking, "It is not like that." they said. You're still in the past, To tell the future. What could even last? We are not so sure. What a joyous life we have here, If we can't even know the truth. How dare we know, we're only mere. No rights at all, can't even choose.