I Just Want To Say Poem by Andrew Wallace

To whom it may concern,
I honestly greatly apologize
to the air
for all of the trouble

People overlook you
but in reality
so much depends
upon
you

You give us life
we give you everything
everything bad

Planes fly into you
cars run over you
people
inhale
exhale
and swallow you

arrows slice through you
fans repel you
when there's nothing wrong
that you've done

I wonder why you
never go to space
to get away from everyone