Having Fun Over There

It's not fair that they are having fun over there,

A drink or two still keeps me blue, 

and all these thoughts I still don't have a clue.

A puff or two still keeps me down,

I still have a smile but there's always a frown.

A nightmare or two always keeps me up,

and everyone ends with you hooked up.

A friend or two won't bring much fun,

I want every hangout to be done.

So if I end my life I will bring out the knife.