Am I ever gonna change, ever gonna change, change my past?

Feeling a type of way ’bout the past that I run from
Night and day fade to black when I’m undone
I feel lost constantly exhausted, double-crossed
Still haunted by the monster I once was
And when the sun’s gone and there’s no escape
I feel the darkness take shape and show face
There’s no place, I never feel safe
There’s no change, hope fades, and I’ll never be okay
Never be the same, but I always feel close to
Losing everything, it’s almost like I’m supposed to
I chose you, let you in and gave you a home to
Become a part of me, but now I’m looking to ghost you
I hoped you disappear, but you’re attached
I painted the mirror, I tried breaking the glass
I see my face in the cracks, a refraction, I’m abstract
Can’t run from the past, but I’m keeping my bags packed