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I try to escape,
Yet she haunts my dreams.
No one can hear
My muffled inner screams.
I have no nightmares
When I am asleep.
It's when I awaken
That to me they do creep.
Sometimes I close my eyes,
And then I wonder why,
Why this hasn't happened
When I've given my best try.
My many efforts fail,
Just like they always do.
I finally own the world,
And now she hopes for two.
I've given my best try,
And now here's my last breath.
I hope I'll find some peace
In my self-inflicted death.
In 2000 during 12th grade, I got over the first girl and started liking a friend's sister who was nice to me. She was nice to me until she found out I wanted to date her anyway. The dreams that haunted me were the numerous dreams of her actually liking me since I'd have to wake up to discover they weren't real. Since she was my friend's sister though, I got the chance to interact with her and try to win her over. I waited on her, bought her things, and took her places. She was barely grateful. That's why I say in the poem that if I managed to become owner of the whole world, she'd then not be impressed until I owned 2 planets.
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