Rants

Sometimes I am perplexed by just how easily my mood wavers

I can be at sky nine

And the next moment

I dropped hard on the ground

Covered with bruises

Please help me stop all the rants and rantings

I am aware that I am merely making a mountain out of a mole hill

Who isn't facing the same situation

Weary of my own inability

Tired of always being a burden

Exhausted on not capable to turn the situation around

Hating to hurt others

Crestfallen

Utterly dejected

I am a good for nothing