The Consequence Of Mood Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

Oooh, the consequences of mood:
Starting off fine,
But the day, wearing its expression and conduct so weary,
Sometimes it digresses towards inanity,
Which wanders itself right into disillusionment
Placed in extreme situations in which he has no alternative but to act in an extreme manner,
Causing him to reveal reservations about his own goals and leadership
What to do but to deconstruct himself,
Simply to build himself back up again
To start another day fresh,
Forgetting the feelings of disenchantment but remembering the lessons of yesterday