memoirs of lost self

Sometimes I hate the sea The breeze of it reminds me Of my lost self. And at the same time, I love watching it. While walking at the sea shores... Leaving footprints Reminds me of how long I've Been walking forward through struggles, Sometimes... The ocean breeze Makes me feel to hate it But, as my journey continues Walking at the shores.. It makes me feel more comfortable. I don't know why... Why I hate the sea And at the same time... I appreciate the beauty of the sea.