Women that had it good but...

Love in many forms,
Not all she'll adore

One man and then another,
Just to be left at the door
 
The wind within her soul rises as he draws near,
Wanting and begging to be closer than she ever dared  

Another man is jealous and stands in arms,
To free this young girl from the first
And take her with his charm

A third plays a note,
A high key for her in one stroke,
He dazzles and draws her attention from Mr. Charmer for something quite more

A forth, a gentleman at heart,
Wines and dines her to his heart's content,
And tells her she's worth every cent but is left when he didn't pay her rent

The fifth and final man she falls for,
Tricked her, Beat her, and drugged her galore,

That, my friend,
Is where she stayed forever more.