The Premeditated Destruction Of It

I tried to kill it
But if came back to life
I tried to choke it
But it refused to die
I took my car and ran it over
But it just gave  me a smile
I tried to drown it
But it kept on breathing
I left it dying
But it went back to being
I pushed it in front of a moving train
But no luck as of yet, it still remains
One time I locked it in a room that had no door
But it managed to escape and punish me some more
I left it in the middle of nowhere
But it refused to get lost
I pushed it down a flight of stairs
But that only pissed it off
I poured gasoline on it and lit a match
But it wouldn’t burn and proceeded to laugh
I tired to convince it, it doesn't exist
It didn’t believe me, then cruely hissed
I tried to bury it deep underground
But it dug a way out thru a hole it found
I tried to shoot it in the chest
But of course it was wearing a bulletproof vest
My list of premeditated plans of the destruction of "it"
Has not gone well, in fact the opposite!