A poem description: “I thought I was the same when I was young. Not gloomy. I would just meet my friends and go to school every day. Eventually, when I grew up I began to question my conventionality, and grew away from it. It became something I was no longer comfortable with. I left to somewhere usually. I would stay by the sea and think about sea. When I can’t leave, I just see the sky; sometimes windy, sometimes happy, but I love noisy Seoul too.”
