Real Me

Do you know why I talked about my character? Sometimes I feel like to become a mariner Exploring the deep sea Just to forget what others have talked about me. Giving the chance to my mind to be free. They asked me why am I so strange? And said I need to change. They told me this is not my age To behave like I'm in a cage. They asked me what do I gain? What does this cage contain? They want me to explain. They said I'm so secretive And in this matter they cannot be appreciative. They asked me why am I so mysterious? And always so serious Why do I cry so often? Why do I always look so awful? For me, why is this so common? Why can't I be like others, feeling awesome? Why do I always look like I'm fallen and so much in the bottom? And why do I love sad pictures of Autumn? Now they want me to answer them. I can't ,because I'm afraid what would be the outcome? I know no one can help me Because everyone can see This is the real me.