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Proud Of My Boy (Parody)Proud of my boy
Please make me proud of my boy
Just tell me, bad as it's gotten
You're not giving up on your life
You've wasted time
It's plain to see
How far you've drifted from who you are
But son, can't you see?
That you're not some rotten kid
That you're my pride and my joy
And despite mistakes that you've made, please
Don't lose yourself to hard times
Please show me now there's a better part
Show me all of the good
I knows' in your heart
But show yourself you can make me
Proud of my boy
Don't tell me that you're just a louse and a loafer
Like that's all that you'll ever be
You're sorry that you're just a goof-off, no good
But darling I must disagree
Like water flows under a bridge
Let it pass, let it go
There'll be good reason for me to believe you
And then, I know that
One day you'll see
You'll make me proud of my boy
And you don't need to be taller
Or stronger, more handsome or wise
You'll do your best, that's all you can do
Since you weren't born perfect, but you're still you
My Dear SisterNo matter how I try, I can't seem to find the right words which explain what you mean to me.
So please, be patient while I keep trying.
For so long, we were at odds with each other.
We were so caught up in our own personal situations, that we didn't really think about the other.
Fortunately, we grew out of that habit, and continue to do so to this day.
But before we go any further, there are some things I need you to know.
I'm sorry I couldn't be a friend to you like I wanted.
I'm sorry I didn't think of your feelings more, or that you even had them.
I'm thankful you were patient with me growing up.
It tells me you cared about me long before I even realized you did.
I wish we could be even a little bit closer to one another.
I wish I didn't feel as though I'm always being taken for granted.
I also wish sometimes you could see things from my side.
I know we're different from one another.
The saying "as different as night and day" sums up just how different we are from one another
Sometimes (Ode to Women)Sometimes gender roles fit us,
sometimes we redefine our womanhood.
Sometimes we wish for love,
sometimes we'd rather be single.
Sometimes we demand equal respect,
sometimes we struggle to give it.
Sometimes we can selfish,
sometimes we can be selfless.
Sometimes we put family first,
sometimes we find something more.
Sometimes all that matters is loyalty,
sometimes our loyalty is to ourselves.
Sometime we lead lives that are very sheltered,
sometimes our lives teach us street smarts.
Sometimes we find ourselves in bad situation,
sometimes we grown up quite fortunate.
Sometimes we're thin,
sometimes we're big.
Sometimes we're ready to settle down,
sometimes we want to play the field.
Sometimes we just want a break,
sometimes we live for our work.
Sometimes our courage is your last chance,
sometimes we raise the future's.
Sometimes we crave adventure,
sometimes we want to be home.
Sometimes we lose hope,
sometimes we inspire it.
Sometimes we have a lot to learn,
sometimes we have a lot t
Dear Dad,I have so much to tell you, but no idea where to begin.
There are so many things I wish to tell you.
So many things I need you to hear.
I'm not even sure where to start.
I'm sorry for all I put you through.
For all the times I made you sick with worry.
When I was a selfish brat who couldn't be bothered with other people.
When I got mad that you wouldn't keep your opinions to yourself.
Even when you just wanted to make things easier for me.
I yelled at you, scolded you, even blamed you on occasion.
For that, I'm sorry.
I'm happy you're a part of my life.
I'm happy you stuck around to make sure I was okay.
To make sure I knew the difference between right and wrong.
To teach me how to be a good person and listen to myself instead of those around me.
I'm happy you made time to play with me when I was little.
I always think about the time we spent together with great fondness.
Because you showed me I mattered to you.
That I always mattered to you.
That, has always made me happy.
Dear Mom,Thank you, for being there.
Thank you, for being the driving force behind me for so long.
When I wanted to quit because I was unsure if I could do it, you wouldn't let me.
And for that I will always be thankful.
So many times, I blamed you.
So many times, I took my pain and frustration out on you.
And you let me do so.
At first you tried to defend yourself, to explain why things were the way they were.
But I wouldn't listen.
I couldn't, not then.
The pain, the truth was too much for me to accept.
So I blamed you.
I blamed you for all my problems because I couldn't face them.
And you let me.
You saw past my anger to see the pain I felt, but buried deep within me.
You saw it, and took the brunt of my assaults so as to ease my pain even by a small measure.
You made mistakes, many to be precise.
But you didn't repeat them, you learned from each mistake you made.
You took what you learned and used it to further help me.
And yes, you still make mistakes.
But you still learn from t
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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