I’ve got my warm red shirt on
( yes, it may be hot )
but I’m not complaining
for today it’s what I’ve got

I’m just so happy
Why can’t I remember
That it’s so simple to be?

I’m not having
one of my self pity attacks
my shoes maybe --worn out--
But I’m not stepping
on the sidewalk cracks

Thinking may confuse me
and I may not do the Math
I’m kinda quirky sometimes
but I’m no Psychopath

I’m just so happy
Why can’t I remind me
That it’s so simple to be?

I’m not being bothered
by life’s ugly facts
I may have felt --left out--
But I’m not stepping
on the sidewalk cracks