When I was a kid, the long-distance bus I was riding on rolled over into a ravine. Everyone died except me. I was the survivor.
A month ago, I committed a murder with my accomplices. My companions were all arrested, but no evidence of my crime could be found. I am still a survivor.
I successfully navigated the world around me under the cloak of hypocrisy.
The teacher thought I was a good student, but I was not; my classmates thought I was a good friend, but I was not.
I thought I was a forever survivor.
But, I'm not ------