So good at your job,
You've made me very disciplined,
The disciplines you've thought me,
Makes me a good charactered, bound by rules women.
It may sound harsh dear society,
But the discipline you trained me through,
Are more futile than my nostrils,
You've trapped me with rules,
Rules stronger than those metallic chains,
Locked me with the awards-named character, chastity, innocence, and ideal.

I'm so slow-witted to realise that now,
But it's never too late I'm awakened now,
I promise you no matter how much you try to scare,
I'm going to break every one of the rules,
You can keep your rewards- the hell who cares,
I was never meant to be an ideal,
I'm a little crazy since birth,
20 years is been enough,
Now I got my keys.
You'll be flabbergasted soon,
Just try me.