Postal Phobic

To Whom it May Concern (or not),
I don't know if we've met.
But you might want to get from me
as far as you can get.

To Whom it May Concern (or not),
I didn't drink today.
Instead I cried a sea of tears,
then packed, and sailed away.

To Whom it May Concern (or not),
I know I look real strong.
But just like you, I need someone
when everything goes wrong.

To Whom it May Concern (or not),
I'm giving this my best.
But you keep saying it's alright
and I feel so damned left.

To Whom it May Concern (or not),
I'm tearing up this note.
'Cause there's no one who gives a shit
about what I just wrote.

I know I'm trying way too hard,
maybe one day I'll learn.
For now go on ignoring me,
To Whom it May Concern.