Mama

Mama,
Those times you were always pushing me to do things that I felt uncomfortable with.
Those times you were always telling me of not to take care of my image all the time.
Those times you were always telling me not to sacrifice for others sometimes.

Mama,
Those times I didn't realize what were you trying to do to me.
Those times I always thought that your ways are wrong.
Those times I always object of what you told me to do.

But Mama,
Now I need you to do all those things you used to do.
Now I understand what it meant for me.
Now I know how to push myself forward.

Mama,
All this time, you were trying to tell me to be stronger.
All this time, you were supporting me whenever I'm down.
All this time, you knew ways to make me succeed.

Although sometimes the ways you told me don't fit my conscience,
But now, I understand why.
That is to make me to become a much better person than before.
You knew how weak I was, 
yet you try to tell me 
to fight for my own dreams;
to fight back the things that put me down;
to stand on my own feet.