Which Way To Go?

There's only so many times
You can pull apart a girl,
Only so many buttons you can push,
Before her heart begins to unfurl,
The only problem with this girl
Is that she's being pulled
In three different directions
Her eyes covered with wool,
She doesn't know which way to go,
She knows not which love to follow,
And the only she hopes for,
Is that her pain will not show,
She's strong for everybody,
But when it comes to herself,
She can't use her own advice,
She places it up on a shelf,
How she wishes someone would help her,
How she hopes it all will stop,
Before her heart turns into stone,
And the poor darling takes the drop.