"If You Could Picture Me"
I suppose when you become so tired,
When it becomes irritating to blink.
When the answers elude the questions.
When it becomes tiring to think.
When the hope is encumbering,
And dreams become a chore.
I suppose the answers are clear.
You just don't care anymore.
When tears become irrigation,
To imaginings that will never be.
I suppose that is what you would see,
If you could picture me.
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