Fine

I eat fine food 

I dress fine clothes 

I wear a fine manner 

I am a fine man 

However 

I don’t want to be defined 

By the society’s expectation 

I don’t want to be refined 

To lose all my edges

I don’t want to be confined 

To a tiny field 

I will be fined

For deviating from the defined path

I will be fined 

For trashing the refined sophistication 

I will be fined 

For escaping the confined field 

I may lose fine food 

I may lose fine clothes 

I may lose fine manner

But I will gain a fine 

Final resting place