I still remember that first cut
Dead center in the middle of my arm
A faded mark that’s only visible to me
I still remember that first cut
Last week in August first week of school
I showed a friend who thought nothing of it
I still remember that first cut
Wondering how it would feel
After it was done I swore to never repeat it
I still remember that first cut
And the many others that followed
That day changed my life
I still remember that first cut
And strangely enough
I remember every little detail
Do I regret that first cut
Yes I do
But no I don’t
Because of that first cut
I wake up and remember it everyday
But go to sleep thinking about my last
For one day
I’ll look back on that first cut
And then think about the last one
That first cut
Is the reason
One day I will have a last cut
That first cut
Isn’t a demon
But a lesson
My first cut
Changed my life
But so will my last cut