My optimism doesn't make me an idiot;
It only means that I have high hopes.
How can we ever have joy in this world
Without some tools to cope?
Common sense isn't the same as sadness,
Anger, pessimism, or greed;
It is an understanding that we must
Define and reach for what we need.
Don't tell me what I can't do;
Teach me how I can.
If I need a helping hand,
You are welcome to chip in.
I refuse to act like an adult
If fear is going to guide my life.
Laughter, love, work, and prayer
Are my tools to get through strife.
All my friends may join me
And follow this simple plan.
I will look fear squarely in the face,
And live fully, while I can.