No hiding place

My adults
were scary creatures
I never understood
the what/why
of how they ordered things
in their lives
what I did know
was that my life
was under scrutiny
every second
needed accounting
justifying of
aw c’mon you I hear
it was not like that
so answer me this
where was my
hiding space?
a kid needs
the locked box
a niche somewhere
place
to call his own
away from the bad world
that is
adults

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