It is like you have nothing
when in reality, you have everything
and it is feeling opaque
when you are crystal clear
It is an ocean of air
suffocating on nothing and everything
drowning, forever drowning
It is an opponent check-mating the queen,
conquering all,
winning the match
and stealing your pride
and with pride, your hope
Yet it is also glass
for it is breakable but sharp
because even when we rise above it,
the nightmares will always haunt us
except, when these nightmares come,
we are able to see past them
and see through the looking glass, a future,
filled with hope.