I said farewell to the sweet new lover , from my past/
Armed with a false sense of security in my ability to communicate/
I flew to South America with a group of people so very American/
I could see both the good and the bad in that/
I was called a sister of the world (I compliment I don't deserve but want to learn how to)/
At the disco-tech I danced like a wild woman all night long/
With handsome men I couldn't speak to/
FRUSTRATION/
No sex, no weed, no vegitarian food/
I love this place but really, it's missing some key elements/
I was a bitter old woman/
I told all the sweet, pretty girls "don't get married and if you do don't change your name"/
I wonder what my 20 year old self would have thought of me/
Three things I learned:
-It's possible to actually like a republican.
-My grass is pretty damn green.
-The most important part of a journey is a good traveling companion.
