Under the Mango Tree

I easily get bored.
I felt like I’m always tired
That I need to take a rest
In order to find my best.

I always feel useless.
People teased me brainless
Making me more tremulous,
So I can not be audacious.

Thanks to the mango tree,
I feel very free—
Doing what makes me happy
To remove what makes me gloomy.

I already find my spot
Where I can cry a lot.
Under the mango tree,
There is an aura of glee.