Those sunglasses look cool
Such hidden depths
Reflected
What hides behind the dark
What insecurities crouch
Frozen
Is it you or someone else
Lurking behind the wall
Waiting
Maybe I see too much
Just shades of you
And me
I once found a pair of brand new sunglasses in an elevator. Rather than turn them in, I decided to keep them (terrible of me, I know).
They change the shape of my face when I wear them, almost making me a different person. When they’re on, I almost have a sense of increased confidence and lessened anxiety.
Does that happen with you, too?