'Family and friends
They are your true happiness
They support you in everything
They wish the best for you'
Lies! Every last one of them
Please them; Plead them
And see what's left of you
Can you see it?
Is there anything left to see?
'Be yourself and do your best'
Well, have you tried it yet?
Go on. Try it for a day
Do they approve of you now?
'Be yourself' I am myself
'No that's wrong. You should be like this'
'Do your best' I've done my best
'That's not enough. Put in more effort'
Have you understood now?
There is no pleasing them
Their happiness is an illusion
Their support is a lie
Their best for you are mere threads
You'll be a puppet to their fingers
The moment you question the orders
The threads will turn into whips
So wake up from your delusion
Do what you want and do it your way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem