I am a woman, I am a wife.
But most of all, I am a mother,
But not a very good one,so they say
Because I don’t know what it is to be a good mother.
I am awake and I sleep a little,
I rest for a few, but that is once in a while,
I eat a little, but I cook a lot,
I feed appropriately,but not to myself,
I run a lot, but I’m still not thin,
I try to impart a lot, but not always get the best results,
I play with my Rockstar and he enjoys it too,
I stay home with him, but I know one day he will grow up and move out,
I love with all my heart, but I don’t know what is all of it,
I give my all to my family, but I don’t know what is all of it.
I stand by all for my family, but I don’t know what is all of it.
I speak a lot, but I don’t know who’s listening,
I write a lot, but I don’t know who’s reading,
My kid loves me, more than I desired, more than I imagined,
But somehow, it still never seems enough.
I am so dizzy because the world and it’s words has so much to say,
“You’re not a very good mother”
Is what they say to every mother?
We have no ideal mother,
Who they approve of.
We have no role model,
Who we can blindly follow.
But all they say is “You’re not a very good mother”
Still confused, and full of guilt,
I wish to know what does it mean to be “A very good mother“?
For I give my all
But still, so they say, I am not a very good mother!