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I Just Don't Give A......

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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