Starving Artist

Writing the words
That I think
That I feel
That I know in my heart
Are true, are real
But who understands
If they don't speak the truth
If they hold themselves back
If they've lost their youth
Their minds are gone
So write what's on mine
My readers are few
But with them I shine
I'm a starving artist
With my life in my hands
I need to be seen
To fulfill my plans