Call it a passion
Call it an obsession
Heck, call it love
When I sit at night
The urge is there
When I fight drowsiness in class
The urge is there
The empty paper
The lonely pen
Calls my name
To join them
On this quest
The quest I always think of
The quest that brings freedom
Freedom from my thoughts
Freedom from some pain
Freedom from peoples eyes
But when the quest calls
I think of nothing else
Call it a passion
Call it an obsession
Heck, call it love
By I call it writing