Bittersweet Victory

recounting what it was like when I went back to the US in '12.

The initial cheer, "Yes! I'm going home!" Followed by a, "Damn. I'm leaving. Again." It's a seemingly never ending cycle

The exhilaration of preparation Graced with the grief of good-byes It's a bittersweet victory You've accepted your fate But you don't have to like it

In your home country you're still A foreigner The weird one An 'illegal alien' Someone who's unlike Everyone else in town

You're the one who

Asks stupid questions Doesn't understand popular phrases Is astoundingly naïve and Speaks a foreign language That isn't French or Spanish

After you've settled in and Have established a new routine Don't forget to take a Week or two off to relapse And perhaps totally break down

Take your time remembering All your friends The adventures you had The memories you made On the other side of the world

Now get it out of your system Cry, if you really must Please, pull yourself together And quit moping around in your room It's time to move on.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

This deftly expresses the emotions of going home after a period abroad, and also tackles the tough issues surrounding immigration at the same time - an excellent write.

[The Violent Wolf]

thank you, by the way, if you see anything that would be better if it were written in a different way, i would greatly appreciate it :)

[Lyn Anderson]

If I did, I would.:)

[The Violent Wolf]

awwwww xD thanks haha