MillieH's Journal

I will be going home tomorrow.

 My mom will be happy, smiling and hugging

 wanting me to tell her everything she already knows

 she will expect me to smile

 she hopes I mean it, but she doesn't say so

I will be going home tomorrow.

 My dad will be glad, things fall back into order

 resuming where we left of before I left

 he will expect me to play my best

 he will expect me to be the best, even if he only jokes about it

I will be going home tomorrow.

 and I can't seem to understand who I am supposed to be

 do they expect me to be the me that never moved?

 or the new me that lives on her own?

 do they still expect me to be their little girl?

 or this girl I am that cries herself to sleep missing them,

  but can't tell them that because she is supposed to ba an adult

what do they expect of me?