How did this, how did this come to be,
how did the love of you for me, develop said the sea,
because you love me more, than I love you,
and I wish I knew why you loved me so much,
because how did this come to be?
How did I come to be filled with rubbish and polluted,
and in places, how did everything come to be dying,
because, because you do not care at all,
and you dump what you want in me,
and because of you,
your pollution is killing the life in me,
and now I wish I knew because I wonder often,
I wonder often, if you do really love me said the sea,
but how can you love me, when all you do is pollute me,
so, how can this be, the lies that you say to me,
because, you say you truly love me,
but you only use me,
and you swim in me all day long,
and do your ablutions in me,
so, how, how can you love me,
when you sail your boats across me,
and you leave your oil and your petrol,
and you throw your rubbish in me,
so, how can you truly love me,
because to be honest I really do not know how,
how you can love me, no, I really do not know,
and I utterly fail to see, I utterly fail to see how,
because unfortunately it is not reality.
