Compelled

I have to write, I have to write,
Have to bring my thoughts into the light,
I have to think, I have to think,
Have to put them down in ink,
I have to read, I have to read,
Till the field, and plant the seed,
It has to grow, it has to grow,
To show the world all that I know.

And once it's grown into a tree,
Maybe I'll have time to breathe.