Fake Diamonds are Like False Hearts

In a world with so many diamonds
Why do I keep finding cubic zirconiums,
Such finely polished glass
With so many cracks,

Their beauty is so alluring
While still being fake,
Sharp enough to cut
Just how much more can I take,

A natural beauty is all that I seek
not thinking its too much to ask,
The more I keep getting fooled
Makes me think its a huge task,

Honesty is all I really want
Friendship and Love come in time,
This seems to be the scares-est commodity
Why is it so hard to find,

When my time is right
it will come my way,
Until then my heart is open
Looking forward to that magical day