A concubine desire

When I stepped out of your house
Don’t think I’m a fool
I don’t need to be your concubine
To live my life in full

You can shower me with money
Feed me with golden honey
Too long I have fallen for your trick
The time have come, freedom is what I seek

All your mistresses are fools
They do nothing but shrew
You treat them like a tool
In time, out of your house, they will be threw

Your house is a golden cage
but it is not the value of my life
But before I am going to aged
The sea is where I will dive