My hands shake.
Words are in my head.
They’re unable to make the trip down to my fingers.
They want to be written.
They want to be put on the screen for everyone to see.
I don’t know.
A fear overcomes me.
It poses as laziness.
Telling me that tumblr is a better choice to spend my time on, for the moment.
I listen to it.
Reading, listening, seeing.
As well as reblogging.
Always reblogging.  
My mind is somewhere else.
Unable to focus on the words.
Who soon leave, because they would rather spend their time in a place called The Back of My Head.
And I don’t care nor do I notice.
Because, my mind was stuck on something else (a bit more ‘important’). 


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