We're Through

You left me alone
To care for myself
You left my heart hanging
Left it to rot on a shelf
I thought you had saved me
From my darkest of memories
But I guess I was wrong
Oh, was I wrong
You took me apart
And left me broken
I guess I should call it a token
Of your cruel affection
You were once my dream
My secret fantasy
But then I saw the real you
And the Hell you put all girls through
You made me feel special, your true girl
But there ain't nothing in this world
That would bring me back to you
We're through
And there's nothing you can do
'Cause you're gone and I'm glad
I ain't even sad
You fooled me once
But I'm not a dunce
You can get out of my life
You can get out of my world
But no matter what you do
You can't escape you
♠ ♠ ♠
When I finished writing this, it sounded more like a song. My friend and I have a debate about it, but neither of us are sure. Tell me: Is it a song or a poem?