Verse 'n' Veil

Guilt comes like a thief,  
slipping through the cracks of my defenses.  
It wears their faces,  
their eyes heavy with questions  
I cannot answer.  
What am I to them?  
A man of many halves,  
or a liar who calls himself whole?  

I have given them pieces of my soul,  
but never the entirety.  
I am a magician,  
pulling love from my sleeves 
while hiding the emptiness beneath