Who Needs Saving Anyway
If you were to hold me, you'd note I was cold
That's of course, if you were really that bold.
It takes courage to love a lion,
Especially one who needs no shoulder to cry on.
I was never fragile, never so weak--
Never so lost, that I couldn't speak.
I don't want your help--I don't need saving,
For true love, my heart isn't craving.
Knights in shining armor never meant much
To a girl who grew up a warrior, and loathed a man's touch.
Tear up those dresses,
I'll cut off these gold tresses;
Who needs to be polite
When you know how to fight?
Go find a different girl, if you want be a hero,
Come close to me you'll be just a zero.
This isn't something you need think hard on--
I need not explain myself, since I'm already half gone.
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