HeMm running away, My bf/gf (THEY IS GENDERFLUID SO UH) and uhm idk

'm on a sugar crash I ain't got no ****in' cash Maybe I should take a bath Cut my ****in' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit Tired of this ****ing shit Nothing that I write can make me Feel good Victim of the great machine In love with everything I see Neon lights surrounding me I indulge in luxury Everything I do is wrong 'Cept for when I hit the bong Hit the bong, hit the b-b-b-b-b Feel good Feeling shitty in my bed Didn't take my ****in' meds Hyperpop up in my ears Everything just disappears Don't wanna be someone else Just don't wanna hate myself Just don't wanna hate myself Instead I wanna feel good I'm on a sugar crash I ain't got no ****in' cash Maybe I should take a bath Cut my ****in' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit Tired of this ****ing shit Nothing that I write can make me Feel good Where to now? Got the rest of my life just spread out Got the rest of my life to **** around Got the rest of my life to make sound Where to now? Got the rest of my lif

i- wym?