all the shit a mess in my head

life is like a box of chocolate yih never know wut yur ganna get but in the end you know yur happy but at the dame time its like its something that has caught yuh in yur own world where nothing makes scence anymore should i leave or should i stay or should i just shot myself in the head with a 22 caliver just to get the pain away or is this all a dream from everything ive seen im haunted in this life walking the fragil line with death on the other side tell them im on vacation say i went to visit friends that yuh aint hurd from meh for awhile that i dissapperad like it was ment to do
Just dont tell them ive gone crazy n that im still strung over yuhh yuh can tell them anything yuh want to just dont tell them all the truth...