Out in the sunshine, the sun is mine...
Feminism
I want you to have a lot to say
I want it to all be about me
Remember how I cleaned my room?
That was me, dammit; I'm clean now.
My cobwebs are gone. Uncluttered.
I cut my hair not too long ago
Can you see my face better now?
You say you want me, but that's not enough
How do you want me? How often? How long?
I want you to be dirty and perverse
Tell me how beautiful I'd look in lingerie
Describe to me my ass when I walk
Try to explain the little things I do that turn you on.
Write me anxious sexy poems
Tell me romantic twisted tales
Let me be your first at something.
Tell me everything about your past
that you wish you didn't have to remember.
I can be your counselor.
Redecorate your eyes to see my frame.
Accept me. Let me be over the top.
I'll suck the consequences.

