Hospital

[psych-tech]

I hear noises...
Background, voices of pressed luck.
Offering opinions shoved down throats...
Now about to burst...
Packed with gunpowder, Protect that lump in your throat...
Or walk into morning meeting...
"shoot" for the stars, and speak... speak.
Your mind, voice yourself...
Cause I heard Tomorrow is as promised as pops showin up.
Walk the grounds, but set the pace low...


How could the sky be the limit?

[Brah-Vo]

It's abit TOO abstract tio be honest. It was all over the place and such.
You really need to concentrate on one train of thought even if it is abstract. I dunno maybe i just didn't get it.
But good job nonetheless.

[Vypa Vendetta]

it was good i liked it