Air

unedited (of course) I wrote this one in grade six

Air

I am the air,
the air you breath.
You kill me,
I am dying.

But as I die,
you also die.
You cannot live without me.

You love your cars,
with the fancy wheels.
Who cares if you pollute me?
Every time you gear up that four wheel drive,
you suffcate me.

Drown yourself in mercy,
Or whisper while you scream.
Because once you have gone and killed me,
there will never be a brighter dream.