My tent

 
Building a tent when I was a child was my everyday hobby 
While the kids played outside 
I was in my room happy 
In a quiet place
Waiting 
Hiding 
Scared 
But safe because I wasn't seen
cocooned up in my safe haven 
With no tv 
No light 
Just me 

As an adult 
I still run to the quiet
The tree house made for my kids 
Is my new safe haven 
High up in the trees 
No one can see me 
I feel the safest there 
I have no idea why