Shame Always Remains

When the wind blows, all worries leaves.
When the sun shines, all true colors are seen.
When the sea waves, everything goes away.
When I see a familiar face, I think of all the things I’ve been through, then I realize. I actually don’t know this facial structure at all, but there was once a time. My shadow follows me, never going to be able to run from my shame, but I guess that’s why it will always be there.