Collar

Can't I be allowed

To be a lout?

Can't I be allowed

To be a tutee

To raise a ruckus

In class with my friends?

Can't I be allowed

To go to my past

To be part of hey days?

Yes,

Today I masquerade

To be a winner,

Today I masquerade

To be a winner,

I hanker after

Falsehood and vanity.

Life loses its purpose,

Genuineness whispers

A fond adieu,

Still I raise my collar

With unnecessary smugness,

I raise my collar

Unnecessary smugness.