Her skin hides

Beneath an exoskeleton of lies.

Like many others

I was fooled by them.

Who would've known,

Her glamorous talk

And her confident smile

Were illusions.

But to my surprise,

She believed those lies.

So they were no longer lies but

Delusions.

She doesn't foresee

Her kryptonite ticking on a wall nearby.

Time

Reveals all truths,

And with it the verities under her showy exterior.