Moments of inspiration

Woke up in that morning
With a feeling inside
Such a strong feeling
That I had to hide

What was I hiding from?
Was it the light in yard
Or just me missing mom?
Anyway I pulled out the card

The one I wasn't supposed to see
It wasn't meant to be
But such a curiosity
Was long inside of me

Was it just a simple poker card?
Or a letter written by someone sad?
Do I still have a heart?
Have I been that bad?

Don't know, don't care!
At least that's what I thought
But actually I have been caught
By the claws of a bear

I turned the card
And I saw its dark face
It was not a retard
Not even an ace

It was just a simple reflector
With a hole in my face
I couldn't have asked for more
I had to rest my case...