I don’t wear jewelry, because I’m not a jewel

Who do I think I am, an ornament?

That if adorned

Would be worthy of being adored?

If I tell them

Look at me

Then everyone will see

There is nothing to look at

And they will judge me

Sucking my self worth out through a straw

Leaving me more empty

Then I already am

So I avoid their eyes

Effortless by necessity

Laidback to protect me

So they won’t be disappointed

That the makeover fell short

That the best version of me

Is a polished rock

That’s reached its limits for shine

I’m safer as a diamond in the rough

As someone’s discovery

Than a debutante out there to be judged

Who finally feels she is worthy

Just to be told my someone else

That she’s not enough

So I keep the jewelry off

For a rock like me

It’s better to hide

Then to try