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Why?

Why must my dreams taunt me,

fooling me with fantasies.

Why must she abandon me,

even though she knows how I feel?

To her, am I love sick child?

Though I may be young,

I am just as mature as he is.

My dreams tell me lies,

and confuse my reality.

Why must I keep believing in this,

something that can never be?

I am wanted but not by the one I want,

I am desired but not from whom I desire.

Every time I see her, I think back to my dreams,

I get confused and unsure of what's real.

How can something for me be so right,

but come to her and be wrong?

I know I want her, and I think I need her,

so what's wrong? Why am I left in the dust?

You dream about him, when my dreams revolve around you.

Why even look at her,

because I know she's looking at him.

Why even smile at her,

when her smile is saved for him.

And why think about her,

when her mind is with him.

She has my heart,

but he has hers.