I awaken, but life seems played out
And completely unreal.
I see events transpire around me,
But it’s not reality.
I dream, and I’m playing hopscotch
With an unroyal queen.
An oxymoron, I know, but for whatever
Reason, it makes more sense than reality.
And truth be told, I’m just now awake.
Before this, life was but a dream.
Not there yet to perfect,
But realer than this.
As I lay awake, unable to sleep,
I think, and remember playing hopscotch
With an unroyal, cheating queen.