Random door knocking

I know a girlWhen you stumble...don''t get upBut you shaveWhen you pretend to be strong...turns into a tree,And when you ignoreIt was as if she had suffered memory lossVery precise and decisive I know a girlNails are hammeredWith one look in her eyesAnd the dull doors are closedWith her stubborn hairband,She is good at cooking pasta, pizza, and other things like men.