Death by murder

I fell short in believing my mind isn't a CSI crime scene.  
 
My life the blanked out shadow of my dead corpse on the floor.  
 
Me just swabbing my DNA and marking it into the computer.  
 
I wont pay it no sympathy.  
 
The murder was quick.  
 
But painfully slow to watch.  
 
The crime scene gets covered with tape.  
 
Just like my lucky band aid.  
 
I guess watching death is natural now.  
 
I guess it always was.  
 
And I another click , in another pen.