The surprisingly bright color makes me wonder how nature can create this.  
As I inspect closer, I see it is hurt,
Broken
Somebody has messed with the poor lifeless object in front of my eyes
But as I start to peel away its thin skin,
The beauty of the inside shows itself
The broken façade lay next to the new shone beauty
I realize then how deceiving one may look
Broken, and falling apart on the outside
But beautiful and strong on the inside
It almost reminds me of a rose,
Its deep red petals
Delicate, and gorgeous
The smell,
Pleasant and sweet
But as you inspect it closer
Or "peel away the skin"
You discover a new red,
Not just that of the petals
But the blood of your fingers
Cut by the thorns
So as I look back upon the small object
That I hold in my hands
I am happy
I peeled away it's broken skin