Break Up, Break Down. Poem by Daniel Peter Jones

You judged me for my Silence,
then the Language that i spoke,
You remarked upon my choice of Clothes and
My ability to joke,
You convinced me once that i was shy,
So i lost my charm, therefore
I believed you when you said you loved me
From the arms of that other Guy.

If your Eyes were kinder and
your Soul was bold
If your Smile was honest and
Your Heart not cold

We could have put these things together
But the Truth is,

They are not.


If my Wit was made of Iron and
My Ego made of Stone
I'd have left your Heart some time ago
Sitting on its throne
But, i dont know myself enough
I was never shown,
To hurt someone, like you did
Or how to be alone.

If i'd listened to my senses
and my Mind was clear,
I would have opened up sometime ago and
told you about my fears
That i was never good enough
From your point of view

Although you never loved me Darling

I still i Miss you.