Suit Of Armour Poem by Caroline Guedes

I have a suit of armour
but it's made of tissue paper
I have a gun
but inside there's only water
I have a large shield
but you can see straight through it
I have a strong heart
but my vulnerability's too big
I have a beautiful mirror
but the image is distorted
I have thousands of dollars
but I can't afford it

How am I so transparent?
Why do we cover ourselves with weapons?
What's wrong with my brain?
Who will stop the invisible demons?

I have a beautiful mind
but it's contaminated with drugs
I have empathy for everyone
but I'm utterly afraid of love
I have a powerful sword
but it's made of plastic
I have a wonderful life
but the pain, I can't get passed it
I have a charity to help
but I don't know what it's for
I have two legs that want to run
but they seem glued to the floor