[I wrote this maybe 30 minutes ago. What does it mean, what does it mean? Hm, what's to say? Well, here's this.
The only option now is to become a pirate because a pirate knows how to catch onto the wind and sail away from all the mess of ships that are tethered to the shore. Although a pirate might end up alone, and might already be alone, it does not mean that's the way it has to be- who knows where a pirate might go? These are all acceptable options as long as they do not slow down.
Because what's to become of all these ships? A pirate could hold off on the shore for a while and wait for anything to happen, anything at all, and things might be real nice after it, but that won't make a difference if they never leave the shore.
So a pirate can only be docked for so long until the ocean calls to them because that's what happens to a pirate. There is a freedom in the ocean and in the unknown, and a pirate can only rest for so long without going back out and remembering what's best for them to make them feel alive.
The thing about some pirates though is that not all of them like to be alone. There can be an awfully big difference between loneliness and solitude, and sometimes they can blend into one another like the ocean and the sky. But this, of course, does not mean a thing after all. Because, after all, what matters is how well a ship can float.