Protection Of My Life

Protection from the sun, the big burning mass.
Protection from anxiety, like a mum wherever I go, Like a wall I can hide behind, and disappear from the Earth.
As transparent as glass, while as opaque as a brick wall.
As silver as a coin, waiting to be spent, sitting inside a wallet.
Sitting inside my bedroom, waiting to be worn.
Shinning like a mirror, freshly cleaned.
My precious sunglasses.