Backseat Struggles

Stuck
I'm stuck in this large
Metal box
Wedged between my siblings 
My siblings
Who are screaming
And coughing
And sneezing
And sucking in all the oxygen 
Leaving little for me
It starts feeling harder to breathe 
As I think about it
I feel suffocated
As I imagine my family 
Breathing all the air 
And coughing it back out 
But I can't breathe 
It's to stuffy
There are too many blankets, Smothering me
Too many fluffy toys, Sickly soft
Too many open mouths 
Breathing in the precious air 
My air
Finally I yell
"Open a window!"
And as the fresh 
Cold
Sweet
Oxygen
Fills my sore lungs  
I can breathe again.