Wonda

Her rare interior so smooth and delicate 
But her outside , damaged and crude 
She’s like the Saturday night blues
A few hits and now’s she’s on snooze 
Oh, my dear wonda, if only they knew
The beauty that lies within you 
If only they could see 
The strength and grace you possess 
Instead of judging based on what they see 
But fear not, wonda 
I’ll keep your true essence shining through 
And I'll help you radiate brightly 
Like the magnificent star that you are