In Hiding

I hid from the end

And

Now

I hide from the beginning

Even as

I read

Like an open book

I hide the most tender parts

You like me

For what you don't see

Just like

Everyone else

No one

Really looks

For the real Mee

Because

Skin deep

Has always been

Good enough

Someday

I hope

I will find the one

Looking for more

Than good enough