I Just Don't Give A......
- Armaan Yusuf
- Aug 13
- 2 min read
They say I’m tumultuous, convulsing in a straitjacket
A compulsive overthinker and a braindead addict
Slapping people for no reason is a heinous habit
Laughing hysterically when they’re down is tragic
Jaywalking down alleys without looking right or left
Flipping off cars as if I am in an action movie set
Twisting wrenches and flattening tyres when upset
Not causing more damage is my life’s only regret
Cursing out teachers every day for no reason
Me sitting in their classes is an unholy treason
Having the audacity to ask if I hate them is pleasing
Roast them till charred with absolutely no season
Kicking dogs in their heads when they won’t quit barking
Feeding them to the horses in my stable parking
Jumping off roofs after cutting your wires like Tarzan
Beat you to submission with a plastic rod, no marking
Starting my mornings by burning today’s newspaper
All these reporters write what I did like they’re haters
Even if I did, I’d bury them all with excavators
Till the cameraman gets shot with his own lightsaber
My mind hurts thinking about mischief I might have done
Like when I held your head, tilted it, till I made it spun
Or when I sealed your lips off with my soldering gun
You’re mad? I don’t care, all I know is I’m having fun
How many injuries I got on my head? Maybe a dozen
Not afraid of death, I’ve met with sleep, it’s his cousin
Breathing down their necks at night like I’m buzzing
Spiking all their drinks till their mouth starts fuzzing
But they still don’t know who did it, I guess it’s luck
Where did he go missing after Mom had him tucked?
Three knocks at my door, my house must be bugged
Let them come, bring it on, I Just Don’t Give A…...
By: Arman Yusuf

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