Oh poor Daydreamer,
Always stuck in your worlds.
I'm afraid the real worlds become too much,
Calling you away.
You cannot escape,
No matter how hard you try.
Poor Daydreamer,
Better bid all worlds goodbye.

NOTE: when I said "bid all worlds goodbye" in this poem, I meant all daydreaming worlds, and not the real one. I don't want people to confuse it, because I don't mean that i want to leave the real world. This poem was written because I've been trying to distract myself through daydreaming, but it's not currently working, and that is all that's meant in this poem.