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Surviving Systemic Sclerosis


Someone once told me "Life is a playground. At times you fall off of it or sometimes you slide down without any scrapes." I've been through so much in my life and I don't ever wanna regret it so here's my tribute to the people in it. I Survived, through the pain and the lies from you. I Survived, Through the hurt and the anxiety. I Survived, and now I'm 17. When the doctors had doubt in me, I Survived. Things in my life were simple without you, But I Survived. My Family helped me through everything, && Here I Am, Because of them, I Survived. Soon, Not now, But Soon, I'll be gone, and instead of looking at the bad things in my life, You'll remember me, As The One Who Survived!
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