Hiding Spot

Back then I crawled away and under
Sat and shivered in the hiding space
Fear made room for bathroom desire
Fun can be scary (and vice-versa)

Back then I was one
Seeker - even scarier
(Now) to both parties (all tomorrow's)
Not just the one every so often

Back then I crept behind the bush and waited
Would sleep there if I could
La noche made me "el uncalled for"
No doubt I was "el most elusive"