Eyes As Deep As The Sea

She sits alone away from the others.
She feels alone she's not like another.
Deep and passionate, yet misunderstood.
Strong and stoic, she stands tall, like she should.
But hidden away from the unkind glances.
Her woe and sorrow twirls and dances.
Each action possesses a different story.
With her words she tries to wipe away her glory.
She rests on a boulder.
She hangs her shoulders.
She cries as she watches the tides.
In them she confides.
She is the water.
She is the current.
The rolling seas are her tears.
The ocean understands her fears.