Lucid Dreamer Who Can't Control His Own Space

Last night I dreamt of her - someone from the past.
In my dream, I was aware it was just a dream - so I shaped things according to my will.
But she rejected everything I do.
We just can't get along together.
We are not belong to one another - Even in my own dream,
she
      still
             rejecting
                           me.

                                  Poor me.

Missing The Point.

I want to eat.
But eat don't want me.

Dreams For A Dreamer.

I choose to sleep, and die in there.
Because the sleep is more beautiful than reality.
I have you in there. I have my late father in there. I have things that I can't hold in there. Maybe it just a dream; but the dream are so real. I'm rather choose the dreams than reality; because in reality, you're my conscious dreams.