Gasping Fed Up Ness

Gasping fed up ness Next door plums of smoke engulf the air, I can't breath, I cannot breath, I can not breath, gasp. My lungs relinquish wearily to filthy, dirty, unhealthy plums of rude air. It's not free? Gasp, gasp. Why complain? but I do A stare; no care, unfair. I flee for outside air, gasp, gasp, better now. So I pay rent to share second hand smoke, beyond frustrated, Beyond despair. I'm fed up with complaining to other smokers. Fed up. Freedom from air pollutants is a run I don't want. Fed up, fed up. Sprint to my car while my neighbour goes on puffing & exhaling & damaging the air. Battle weary I am. I am fed up. Really fed up. Fed up I appreciate your time.