.

Cold
Tired
Alone
Is there no one
Who will notice
Who will wrap their arms around me
Comfort me and be there
Or just hold me?
This is what it means
To be a starving artist
Many of the greats
Have been inspired by these trials
Many of the greats
Have felt this same emotion
These same emotions
And the feeling of losing it all.
I know this all too well
Is there anyone out there
Who cares about me?