Death Note

As I sit here wasting away, even my thoughts start to decay. With kindred thoughts far away maybe tomorrow might be a better day, it's only myself I have to convince but I wince when the task has to be done I'm glad I don't have a gun, it won't be very fun if you happen to be the one who lays eyes on where my body lies, but don't shed a tear, i'm fully aware my selfish deed cannot be undone. I'm off to become one.