To Believe or To Know

I still wish apon start, I have yet to grow up. I still wish upon shooting start, I have yet to grow old. I still sit down, Stretch my legs out, To tie my shoe laces. I always want to feel like a child. I'm not afraid to grow old, No! I'm afraid of what growing older will do. I want to feel young enough, To still believe in angles, and fairies. To believe that there is something under my bed. To feel protected, But old enough to protect you. I want to remember what it was like To think that the smell of a flower Was the best thing to sniff. And that every road, Lead somewhere with no dead end. We live in two worlds, That of a child's, Who gain the knowledge of an adult.