Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true… I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Oh because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do and I was made for you
You see the smile that’s on my mouth
It’s hiding the words that don’t come out
And all of my friends who think that I’m blessed
They don’t know that I’m a mess
No, they don’t know who I really am
And they don’t know what I’ve been through like you do
And I was made for you.
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true… I was made for you
Oh yeah it’s true… that I was made for you
Brandi Carlile
Stumble it!






4 responses so far ↓
Erica // Aug 15, 2008 at 11:37 pm
thats an awesome poem… where did you come up with it? and I’m not being blond and its a song or something
Comedy Plus // Aug 17, 2008 at 6:08 pm
Everyone needs one of those Ryan. I’ve got one and I’m glad you do too. Great to see a post. Big hug honey.
Young Tami // Aug 17, 2008 at 11:21 pm
That was a quick glance into how your feeling! Email me an update, please. I’ve tried to email you but I’m not sure you’re getting it & you’ve been on my mind…
Young Tami // Sep 17, 2008 at 10:53 pm
Hey buddy, I miss you and hope things are going well.
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