In shadows they weave their deceit,
With words so sweet, they entreat,
Masks of charm they don with ease,
To mislead and to tease.

In the light, truth seems so stark,
Yet their lies leave a mark,
A world built on fragile threads,
Where honesty often dreads.

Smiles that hide intentions deep,
Promises they never keep,
Trust is but a fleeting game,
In hearts, they spark a flame.

But beneath their crafted guise,
Lies a soul full of sighs,
For in the end, truth prevails,
And every facade eventually fails.