Shape of my heart

These days it's hard to stand up
for yourself

So you may see me limping
or facing down

I deal with cards to find the answers
to find the hidden law of a probable outcome

Eyes are too intense for me
and this goes for smiles

I'm a closed up flower
hiding the shape of my heart

I played my cards well
Wanting to go unnoticed
Concealing my fading memories
and hiding broken insecurities

I wear many too many faces
but the mask I wear is one