Sick of Rules

I am so sick of all the rules.
It's always don't do this,
Don't do that,

Don't sing,

Don't dance,

Stop reading.

Well what is next?

Don't have fun,

Don't live,

Don't breathe?

I'd rather die!

If I can't be me then I'm not free, and that my friend is a curse you can keep.

Keep your conformity, your rules, and your prison.

I'll keep my personality.