Melancholy and self-pitying drama.

I tried to start a post
but all I could type was
some melancholic idiocy.

So what’s the point in that
self-pitying drama.

No, dude, I’ll find a new thing
for tomorrows entry.

Something fun, something totally
unessential shit.

But I guess it will be about
a mail.

Yeah, The Mail it will be.