A/N: The song is based off of Beyonces song but I added my own twist to it.

I'm sorry for the weird spacing. Formatting has changed since I was last on here.

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I had always been the optimistic one.

I had always been the one that everyone turned to in times of need.

I have always been the shoulder to lean on.

I have been given the gift of bringing light to times of darkness.

All of my friends and family would come to me.

My father would always call me his hero

But I never felt like one.

I always just thought that I wasn't doing anything.

I went through life unaware of the positive effect I had on people.

When Massie was stressing about being an Alpha

I always helped her see the positive side of things.

When Alicia was feeling depressed and giving up hope,

I always helped her see a reason to live.

When Dylan worried too much about her weight,

I always told her that she was beautiful the way she was.

And when Kristen stressed about grades,

I was always there to remind her that she is the smartest person I know.

And then I started High School and my world changed.

The Pretty Committee was still together, but I felt distanced from them.

I suddenly felt out of place in school.

That is until a new group found me and took me in.

But they were way too different.

They were always negative.

They were always putting each other down but joked about it.

Why didn't I just leave?

Because, they made me feel important.

But was I?

I became scared of who I was.

I started to bottle up my natural optimism,

Hiding it from everyone.

I grew to be pessimistic and moody.

I started to live a lie.

Too scared to show off my God given gift

Because I didn't want to be rejected from society.

As I lay in bed one night,

I wondered if there was anyone who could help me.

Who was there to bring me back into the light?

Was there any other person like the real me out there?

I wished that someone would find me

Like a buried treasure.

It started driving me crazy,

Being pessimistic and moody all the time.

I needed to do something about it.

I had to find a way back to the light.

I found my strength to give up my negative friends.

I worked on getting back with The Pretty Committee.

I started putting my energy into things that I once found enjoyable.

I found a relationship with a God that gave me my gifts.

I became more aware of myself as a person

And what I could do.

It took me a long time to find the light,

But once I did and I asked myself how it happened,

I found out the answer.

The next time I brought a smile to my dads' face,

He said to me that I was his hero.

I wasn't shrugging it off.

I gratefully accepted the compliment.

I found a reason to be optimistic again.

It wasn't just because I wanted to see others happy,

It was because I wanted to be happy.

I choose to be happy.

Because in the end I learned for myself this:

Misery never was happiness.