Smile, my dear child

But Mommy, it's so hard to smile
when they hate me 'cause I look different.
Mommy, it's so hard to smile
when if Daddy's home, he's mean and drunk.
Mommy, it's so hard to smile
when my big brother has died in war.
It's so hard to smile.

Be happy, my boy

But Mom, how can I be happy
if there are people who are homeless?
Mom, how can I be happy
when I see you let us be abused?
Mom, how can I be happy
if you've never cared about me?
How can I be happy?

Now I say goodbye, my son

Goodbye, Mother,
I'll step up to your seat,
Goodbye, Mother,
I'll do something about what's going on.
Goodbye, Mother,
And I'll remember what you've said
(while you sat there and did nothing)
"Smile, dear child, and be happy"

Did you mean be happy that you're gone?