My wrist does not need your jewelry,
I got my own for only a little fee.
I do not want your jewelry,
Even though it is free.
My history is my body,
My mask is my make-up,
And then there is my jewelry,
From my awful break-up.
My jewelry is not pretty compared to all of yours,
It has no beads unless those of blood,
And even then, those seem to flood.
I have so much jewelry around my pale wrist,
So many times I got them, so many times to list.
I do not need your jewelry, for I have my own,
I have so much jewelry, so much you can see bone.
I wish I did not have such jewelry,
For I got them so cruelly...........