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It all started at a young age
The love I had for my parents only went one way
They were too drunk to ever care about their own son
Maybe I'm a sucker for pain  because its what I've grown from

Parents shouting while drunk as I lay in the corner crying as a baby
Smashing plates, spending their money on alcohol so they had no food to plate me
Got took into foster families never did I feel welcome
Going through hell without my parents to help some

27 foster families before I turned twelve
Sitting in my room alone wondering how can I earn help?
Days spent listening to Eminem at full volume, At night I was crying in my pillow
Hoping for a better tomorrow as I stared out of my window

5 days before I turned 15 my biological sperm donor left the earth
He was never there so It was no loss to me, so I didn't even feel any hurt
Depression came and got a grasp of me and wouldn't let go
Picked up a blade and started self-harming, wearing long sleeves so it wouldn't show

Wearing my Eminem hoody daily trying my best to be him
Social workers and care staff not knowing I was using a blade on my own skin
My coping mechanism caused me to bleed but feel good
Spent a lot of my time wondering what it would be like to feel love

Sleeping with numerous girls at the same time
It was just sex to me even if I told them they were mine
It was the wrong thing to do, but it helped me to survive
I used to want to be rid of the pain, but now I need it in my life

I've become so used to it, I don't know how to cope without it
Addicted to my own heartbreak, my scars are my favourite outfit
5 years clean from self-harm, but I sacrifice any relationship I get in
I'll love the girl, but leave and have her saying I wish I never met him

Push her away, because I can't deal with the intimacy or closeness
I'm going to be judged by a lot of people because I wrote this
If my parents gave me a hug maybe I wouldn't be this way
Maybe I'm like this now, and my happily ever after is just a kiss away

From a girl I'm yet to meet
Who will heal me and get the best of me
But I've got a lot of working to do because I'm a sucker for pain
I wear my scars with pride, because I'm in love with being hurt, it's something I can't explain
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