Out of Reach

Rejection Hurts the Soul

You are so close to me,

Yet i Can't take you.

You say I'm too young,

But my soul has burned for ages.

 

You are my Medice,

My Last resort.

You are the only cure,

for my

Sickness

 

It's getting too hot

for me to handle

I've left the comfort of my home

in search of you

 

Now i'm fading away,

because even when i hold you,

I know you can't ever be mine

 

Dayquil

 

I need YOU!! But the lady at the counter says i am too young

for your black remedies.