You were too depressed and lost to realize you survived another day. You forgot how many cuts are on your wrists .
When others fall and scrape their knees; they either laugh or cry, for us, we'll shrug and say "I'm used to it", when they laugh, we cry in the inside, they cry over small drama and the whole school panics, we cry over being beat up yet no one cares. But always keep in mind. We're stronger than they are, we can go through storms. We are survivors.