Ignorance is bliss

i listen to them argue,
repetitive, back and forth, no resolution.
when was the last time they were just together,
enjoying one another's company?
bills, work, responsibility.
i dread the day when those will be words
falling frequently from my lips.
at which point must we stop living in happy, ignorant existence,
and become an 'adult'?
the word frightens me. as you get older, it's harder to ignore
the problems that surround you.

already, i notice myself beginning to
make myself do 'what i have to do', and to
concern myself with tedious things.
i don't want to grow up. i want to go back
to the days of blissful innocence,
where i was considered to be 'too young'
for confiding problems,
i want to be a child.

if knowledge is power and ignorance is bliss,
i'd take ignorance any day.