The Cry of a Child

If I don't share
my toys with you,
will you understand
I'm still learning to?

If I don't see
things eye to eye,
will you understand
I don't see you?

If I don't say
what you'd like me to,
will you understand
it's not because of you?

If I interrupt
every time you talk,
will you understand
it's not to balk?

Can I hold on just a little more?
They are my toys; I love them so!
Can I take time to know you more?
I like to learn; I like it slow!
Can I speak from my heart?
I like you; I like my part!
Can I dart before you go?
I can't wait to share my do!

Can I be Me?
and you be You?
And from that space
find each other too?