The first time I cut,
Was this year,
On the early of January,
Everything was horrible for me,
I still remember what people said about me,
I still remember the glare they gave me,
I still remember how I broke down in public,
I still remember the laugh I got from them,
I remember everything,
I can't forget one bit,
Everything was clear in my head,
I tried to push it away,
But it kept coming back,
So that was when I decided to cut,
I cut once,
Then twice,
And I couldn't stop,
The first time I cut was hurt,
My cut wasn't deep,
But it still hurts,
Soon after,
When I cut again,
I became addict,
I was addicted to the pain,
Because I knew,
The only thing that kept me alive was the pain,
And now,
I still cut,
To keep me alive.
