David Whalen

(5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

Tryin' not to think of you (with all my might)


Tryin' not to think of you
Tryin' not to …
with all my might

But it's not workin' no matter what I do
Tryin' not to give into…
thinking' of you tonight

Tryin' hard to not remember when…
Think I've done it!
…but then…

I'm thinking' about you
Nothing but you…
All over again

How can you be
Such a constant
In my life

Why are you important to me
Why do you cause me
Such sadness and strife

Why can't I leave
Things in the past
Sleep deeply thru' the night

Cause I'm tryin' not to think of you
Cryin' not to think of you
…with all my might…

Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2013

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Inspired by frustrations

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