Day Dream Under My Hat

I’m pretty sure my friends think I’m crazy

Wonder if any of em’ really understand me

I’ve always thought about big things like that

There’s always a day dream under my hat

Can’t stand a mess made by anyone but me

Though I’m the sloppiest person you ever will see

Always forgetting where I put my key

Still chase the waves in the sea

Used to be scared that my future is unpredictable

Now I tell myself my spirit is unsinkable

You’ll find me outside climbing my favorite tree

Screaming to the world “it’s great to be free.”

Solve me a riddle I’ll write you a rhyme

I know who I am most of the time

Neighbors shake their heads sipping their tea

Call me freakish, but hey, that’s me