You can't pour from an empty glass

The voices in my head keep
Telling me to change
I dont know if I can change
But I don't want to stay the same
I'm afraid of the person I'm becoming
It seems I'm always running
Away from myself
But I'm plagued into darkness
The more that I resist
I fear it's all the same
A never ending chase
It will always be this way
pushing myself down
Consumed by my own defeat
Making any gains I've had obsolete
It's time to light the flame
To Burn that darkness away

This poem is about: 
Me

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