Relying on others for your happiness
Is certainly not the way to live
Will you ever be happy, genuinely
I've got to be honest
I don't think so, Mummy
Do you want to be happy?
Well, why wouldn't you?
You want to be happy?
Well, I don't think you do.
Dwelling on forevers past
Dwelling on every single mishap
Overdrive, you're always in
Relaxation time is foreign
When is the last time you felt grace?
Don't think you have because you're thankless
Want to be happy?
Got to let go
Why drive yourself crazy, run yourself through?
Just drop it: whatever you think you need to do
Do me a favor
Do one for us all:
Focus on your happiness
No bickering or downfall
Quit victimizing yourself
Happiness is what's most important
Drop everything else
Quit stressing over nothing
Rid your addiction of self-pity
Admit that you need help
Let us help
Help yourself!
Mother, I'm not preaching
I'm just trying to reach out
Mother, I'm not criticizing you
Just the senseless life perspective which you choose
Mother, life isn't miserably terrible
In fact, life is gorgeous and incredible
What is my wish for you?
What is the one gift I would give you?
Only what you can do for yourself
Open up your mind
Open up your eyes
Take a deep breath in
Let all frustrations out
You're exhausted
You've exhausted yourself
Your little shopping sprees
Your void of wanting material things
You think things satisfy you
Lifeless objects with no true worth
You think you'd be happy with a perfect life
Well, define perfect, please
You think you'd be happy if you had it all
All the money for yachts and fashion
for gems and diamonds and pearls
You don't bother with education, dismissing cultural differences as flaws
Mother, when can you open up to the possibility that material things are of no worth
When it comes to being and staying happy
Tell me you don't care what I'm telling you
Tell me that I'm wrong, that I'm being untrue
But Mother, Dear, I'm not trying to convince you
or persuade you to live my way
I am really trying to help you
Take a moment to breathe, to listen to me
Take a moment to stop, to stop and breathe and feel and see
the graciousness of life, lovingly
Please
Take this moment
Devote yourself to peace, tranquility
Before jumping up in protest
and turning your back on me
Please
Just confirm to me
that you understand my one plea
Please, Mom, please
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May this Hope, this wish, this prayer be answered. Thank you Liliana