One moment she wants to save herself

The next she doesn’t know how.

One man thinks she’s a queen

The other, a cow.

In an instant she can be shattered

Pieces all over the floor.

The next she’s showing a creep

Directly to the door.

Sometimes she forgets

He tore her heart apart.

It’s like she knows where to begin

Yet not quite how to start.

Sometimes she sits in the darkness

Thinking of ending it all tonight.

Sometimes she gives up

The next day, she wants to fight.

There has to be a man

That understands her fall.

There has to be a man

Willing to give it all.

Yet they keep coming

Willing to give zero.

While she sits

Wondering where is her hero?