I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Nor do I own "Pieces". Sum 41 has that pleasure.

I tried to be perfect

But nothing was worth it

I don't believe it makes me real

It doesn't matter anymore. I don't matter anymore.

I am one half of the whole. Now that my other half is gone, I am just that.

One Half. Of a life.

I thought it'd be easy

But no one believes me

I meant all the things I said

Everyone left me. I'm not as 'special' as I used to be. Now that he's gone, I don't have anyone.

Jii-chan passed away. No one knows. I keep to myself.

I wish he was still here. He was the only one who understood.

If you believe it's in my soul

I'd say all the words that I know

Just to see if it would show

That I'm trying to let you know

That I'm better off on my own

I miss him. He was my protector. My guardian. My love.

I loved him. I never told him.

This place is so empty

My thoughts are so tempting

I don't know how it got so bad

I want out.

Sometimes it's so crazy

That nothing can save me

But it's the only thing that I have

So as I write this, I am watching the clock.

I was born at midnight. I will die at midnight.

If you believe it's in my soul

I'd say all the words that I know

Just to see if it would show

That I'm trying to let you know

That I'm better off on my own

Yugi watched the clock as it switched from 11:59 to 12:00. He then took the waiting razorblade from his desk. Yugi shed one last tear. As it slowly made it's way down his cheek, Yugi took the razor blade and slid it once, twice, three times across his left wrist.

Yugi then made similar marks across his right wrist. He sighed in relief.

He was going home.