The Skill of Optimism
Some have their beauty,
Others their voice
Some have athleticism,
Me? I have a choice
The choice to be happy, when faced with grief
The choice to smile when pushed to the ground
I may not be the best, or the brightest
I may never be the lead in a school play
However, my heart is the lightest
Because of the things I decided the other day
I see the glass three quaters full
Whether it is or not
Doesn't matter, as long as I choose it to be
The world is made up of our own choices
So I've made some choices for me
A hero for myself is what I'll be
Flawless, faultless, perfection incarnate
Spotless, immaculate, unblemished, untarnished
This is what I choose to believe
That's why this is me