Will You Follow?

Put one foot in front of the other,
I silently tell myself as the darkness rushes in.
The words of my loved ones ring like an echo,
As the thick black fog swirls around my cerebellum.
Voices in my head yelling where are you?
Slowly I get high from this helium.

Oh my god, I’m having troubles breathing.
Suffocating my lungs and the air I keep taking in.
People keep saying you’ve got to keep moving on.
release that anger because its not a happy song.
Don’t give advice if you don’t understand the situation.
Children are dying, where has your mind gone?

Lost by the lies of rich white men,
I wanted so much to believe in.
The only change that can take place is in me.
Will you follow? is my only question.