An Independent Woman Of The 21st Century

An independent woman of the 21st centuary,
Need no man! "In control, I'm in control"
They say.
But still fuck to get fucked,
Drink to loose control and fuck,
And fuck,
And,
Feel fucked 'cause you worry,
Her. He fucks her,
You worry- cry,
Control? None.
Drink, drugs, sex,
I HAVE POWER!
Temporary. It's him you love, you hate,
He's in control and you like it,
You fucking like it,
And he wants sex and you feed his hunger,
Like you should.
The after party,
Crowds going wild,
Alive and moving, you're
Dead and motionless.
Go home. Lets go home. Home home home home go!
He's looking at her,
Home go home go.
Staring,
Go Home lets go home home,
Lusting,
HOME HOME HOME!
No, he says.
Vodka, shots, rum, whiskey,
Anything.
LSD, weed, cocaine,
Anything.
He's still looking, staring, lusting,
Home home home,
Fuck it. You fuck anyone!
Feelings? None.
Control? Temporary.
He fucks her.
That's okay! because
You like it- you like him,
He fucks you,
You like it.
You're fucked fucked fucked!!!
He doesn't want you,
You like it. You hold on.
Fuck fuck fuck!
Control? None.