Am I the problem,

am I so bad, 

that no one is there,

for this broken women,

why do you toy,

why do you play,

with a heart,

thats already been broken, 

you say you care,

you say your there,

but are you really,

you lock her up,

then kick her out,

you make her life hell,

as stays and trys,

to make the tihngs shes done right,

but you break her,

after you take her