I don't pity my callous creators,
they made me indestructible,
but now i destroy everything in my path,
of warm seas i swim,
scourging sea creatures that lie deep within,
-these murky waters,
it's not my wrath,not my wish,
it's my nature, born like this,
this is the form you chose for me,
i'm scattered in these oceans, because you couldn't properly dispose of me,
now young turtles are left motherless, caused she choked on me,
- i wasn't food,
sorry mother earth i didn't mean to intrude,
irritatingly irreplaceable,
now i ruin everything because my creators are insatiable,
look at me,
filling landfills, packing up patches,my worth temporary,
now i lie lonely, floating, hoping that someone would've of recycled me,
synthetic but the effects i cause are real,
i was never born to be plastic meals for seals,
food for thought packaged with your smeared seal,
totally toxic i hold the planet's throat in my wrists,
i'm all around you, from your lovely waters straight to the floors of your theaters,
my name is plastic and i don't pity my creators.
