Pussy Control

Control the women, they’re too emotional
To make decisions for themselves
You want to think for us all?

It’s okay, we can play
Your brain is better
You can do experiments on me
Don’t value my body
You look at it scientifically
Trying to prevent me
From procreating
Constantly debating
My rights
What I should decide
It’s my choice though

I don’t want your fake hormones
They change how my hair grows
My natural patterns
My flow
Metabolism becomes slow
I don’t like how it feels
I tell you this
But the pharmaceutical company
Steals my truth
Makes you question me
And tell I’m crazy
But you don’t know my body
How I feel
You don’t know what’s happening inside
Still you try to preside
Over me
Because you’re trained medically
And you’re the expert

Try this one and that one
There’s one for everyone
Rings and pills and
Even surgical implantation
I don’t want it in my body
Focus on your own family
My chances of breast cancer
Grow exponentially
Still you tell me
I’m fine

You don’t care if I bleed
Tell me I’m dirty
I’m just a women
My breasts make me less
Capable then you
Yet we all know that’s not true
Your morally offended
But you don’t have to like what I choose
It doesn’t impact you
Still the courts debate what I can and can’t do
With my body
My vagina
The pastor tells you what is correct
What should be done
But he’s never even seen one

You’re so pro life
But that life is not mine
We think we’ve arrived
At a place in time
Where are have freedom
But apparently we still don’t have it

A book you read before Christ gives you the power to decide
What I should do with my mine

But really you only care about being right

What do you know about life?

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