What Does it Mean? (Poem)

For what is needed to thus change the change within me?
I do not understand, and I lack to be free.
My heat is scorned to the public eye,
whispering words that have traveled from sea to sky.

My Pain
A way of copeing, this guilt stain of rain.
Running from the shadow that lurks,
within myself, fear into the unknown of mindless works.

What does it mean to change when all I do is complain,
must I submit to the moon that lies wait under wane?

What is needed I do not know,
Deep within myself a countless woe,
That nobody understand or knows.
But myself,
My tears drops that fall,
A world reflection of auto stealth.