Poetry?

Well lately I've been going through a faze of poetry. I've read things from Shakespeare to Robert Frost. Here's a poem that conjured up from the  depths of my mind.

I Don't Care

As a child I was told I was lazy
And even a tad bit crazy
Even though I didn't get it
I sure as heck didn't sweat it
I mean whats wrong with not cleaning your room?
Or even not knowing how to work a broom?

Is it a crime
To waste time
With jokes or laughs
Or waiting till midnight to take a bath?

I simply don't see
What is wrong with me.
There judgement isn't fair.
To put it in another sentence
I really just don't care.

Send in some poetry!!