Taking the Long Way

A celebration of late bloomers.

A letter to me

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I just love this Brad Paisley song and video that he wrote from his famous self to his high school self.

So, I thought I might just try my hand at writing a letter to myself and to share it with you. (I know it seems long, but it’s a quick read. Pretend it’s poetry.)

Verse 1:

If I could write a letter to me

I’d send it back in time when I was sweet 16

To prove it, I would say look inside the desk

There’s a journal of your writing that proves you’re one hot mess.

But then I’d say I know it’s tough to feel like you’re never enough

But trust me you’ve got heart and Mel just thinks you’re awesome

By sophomore year of college, you’re really gonna blossom

Chorus 1:

And oh, you’ve got so much, so much going your way

But I know at 16 years it’s hard to see beyond today.

You’re not thin like the other girls

You’ve got curves and boys seem to like heroin chic

You’ll make it through the wonder years and see

You’re still around to write this letter to me.

Verse 2:

When you get the chance to sub in that play

Don’t shut down, be your freaky self and unafraid.

And when Mike kisses you in Laurie’s pool, don’t get shy and swim away

Homecoming was coming up and you might’ve had a date.

Each and every time you have a fight

Let Mom think she’s sometimes right.

And you should really thank your teachers;

You were blessed with quite a few

Who saw beneath your holding back and knew what you could do

Chorus 2:

And oh, you’ve got so much, so much going your way

But I know at 16 years it’s hard to see beyond today.

You’re so unsure of yourself and if you’ll find true love

Don’t worry; you’ll make it through high school

And college then you’ll see

You’re still around to write this letter to me.

Bridge:

You’ve got so much to look forward to,

You’ve got the bestest friends

And you’re going to make a lovely bride.

And I’d end by saying, have no fear,

This life’s one joyful, wild ride.

I guess I’ll you in the mirror in about 25 years.

Remember to find the laughter even through your tears.

Final chorus:

And oh, you’ve got so much, so much going your way

But I know at 16 years it’s hard to see beyond today.

I wish you’d learn another language

And never be afraid to fly.

Open up your heart and you will see

It all falls into place eventually.

If I could write a letter to me.

To me.

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Written by The Long Way

May 29, 2011 at 2:53 pm

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