The Sorry Lover

This is advice given to a friend who resembled a backstreet boy. Please rate/review

You fool, can you not concieve
The harm in silence?
Silence sells under two cents,
Only words make her believe.

You kill me sir, you really do,
Why do you still delay?
If all that you can do is pray,
You really are a fool.

Why do you pout, sad thing
Hardly the soul of a man.
If you try I know you can
Succeed in anything.