Maturity Never Happens

Some people are ecstatic.
To remain emphatically...
On unchanged levels.
And free to exist,
As if for them...
Time stays the same.
Like a game of hide and seek.
Those who play everyday...
Should have long ago walked away.

But some habits people keep.
For a comfort many wish...
There is no exit for this.
And in keeping themselves distant.
They perceive a safety,
Forever in existence.
And for them,
A maturity never happens!