Somethings wrong...

Somethings wrong with me,
i cry everynight,
somethings wrong with me,
with everyone i fight,
somethings wrong with me,
ive become addicted to my blade,
somethings wrong with me,
i cant get rid of the pain,
somethings wrong with me,
i need a cigarette all the time,
somethings wrong with me,
all i do is winge and wine,
the love i have for you is locked in my heart but theres no key,
this poem im writing now is my last and only plea,
im grabbing a rope and taking my own life,
when you see me hanging there if im dead cut me down with a knife,
when your at my funeral please dont cry,
just know that it was no ones fault that i had to die.