The sea is not my friend
The sea is not my friend, but it is also not my enemy, it lets me use its waters.
The wind is my friend, but can be my enemy, it lulls you into dreams, then wakes you with nightmares.
My crew can be my friends, but they can be my nemesis, one day warm, then unpredictable the next.
The boat is my castle, it gives me the shelter and protection I need, but the walls can be broken if the care it needs is not given.
Where are those friends, where are those enemies, as time changes they all do too.