Time Out

No, come back! I’m always doing that… Barking out orders. Stoic and harsh- Is all I am to them. Or maybe I’m just falling asleep. And sometimes, I am louder in my dreams. No, please come back… I remember now, I should have said please. I should have been polite for once. But is that like begging? So that I’m just being clingy? It’s just my parents… I can be clingy with them. Or maybe not because, When I wake up, they won’t be back. But I’ll have a week to think about what I should have said.