The broken hearted people may have stolen the world from you, but there is still hope, reaching down from heaven to settle in the deepest, darkest recesses of your own heart. There is no reason to give up, there is always somewhere for you to turn.
You stare at all you lost with doleful eyes; where has all the compassion gone? Why is it that they will only think of you after you have gone?
They do not understand the passion that burns untempered within you, searing all that comes too close. It is up to you to teach them.
They do not understand your past, and all the pain that still scars your heart, for they have never felt anything like it. Have you not noticed? - they are afraid of what they do not understand.
Will you become a martyr for their cause?
However, the sea knows you for who you are. It is there to embrace you when all others have shunned you. It does not desire that you walk through the dark corridors of Life alone. It understands the scars, the passions, the dreams.
You are an Ocean Soul.
You don't need them to accept you, you have the ever changing sea to whisper quiet reassurances to you in its ebb and flow. You have it to show you the colours of the world, as it reflects the deep hues of the sky.
You have it to envelop you when there is no other escape.