Pisaries Creator

They asked me countless times.

Two questions each.

What’s left to lose?

How much else can you gain?

I don’t know how to answer them.

My honesty has never been my strength.

Ask me about my weaknesses.

I have much to tell with the right motivation.

The number of close calls I’ve had.

Three guesses each.

One, two, and three.

Maybe four different viewpoints of mine.

Feeling on top of a moving train.

Playing hooky on adulthood.

Nothing but carelessness.

Don’t give a damn.

What’s left to push?

Why is it important to win?

They left me twice already.

No more answers.

I’ll ask one more time.