A poem about how I imagine my subconscious being right after the relationship ended, combined with my thoughts after reflecting.

A poem...

Before anyone calls me stupid and naive, yes this all happened between the ages 18-20 but at whatever age this happens to someone doesn't make it right, it can happen to anyone that loves deeply, anyone at any age, gender, race, level of success or confidence, it's not all low income, poor self esteemed people that deal with this like the media sometimes portrays it. No one should ever get bullied or blamed for ending up in a situation where another person could not reciprocate love in a healthy way.

I want to tell you to shut the hell up and stop controlling me 

If this is up online it means I was able to stop you at least temporarily