Plastic Bag

I am a little plastic bag,
Flying in the air so free.
Then a car comes driving by,
And drags me down the street.
What did I do to deserve this horror,
I cannot stand the pain,
Just when I think that it's all over,
I get hit again.
Oh woe is me, oh woe is me,
I never thought I'd be,
Just somebody's rubbish bin,
After their morning tea.