Not Dying Poem by Random Rainbows

When the streets turn to gold
When you think that you know
The feelings you have are real
When the clock doesn't strike
When you fear that you might
Really be losing your mind
Now your breath starts to sow
And you feel like a ghost
Walking around unseen
So you step to the right
And you try, all your might
To walk where the grass is green
But you're wasting your time
Trying to be mighty
Head in your hands
You really feel tiny
You don't even know
Why you were crying
So get off the floor
'Cause girl you're not dying

(Please comment telling me what you think the meaning of this poem is. Thanks!)