What I Would Do Poem by David Wicks

O, what I would do
To find a chance to converse with you,
And I know that I would be kind and true
So that I could gain a friend anew.

But I simply cannot understand why
You can't even look me in the eye.
And it makes no difference how hard I try;
And it makes no difference when you see me cry.

O, what I would do
To make you allow me to talk to you,
But you won't, so I'll just take my soul and fly
Up and up, 'till I reach the sky.