Sorry but:
This is gonna be a depressing childhood poem.
LOL poem below:
The swingsets are swinging,
But the swings are emtpy,
The birds are chirping,
but are out of sight,
The kids have all vanished,
The loneleyness still isn't filled,
and the hallows in your heart,
are splitered and your colorless blood spilled.
The girl in the light blue dress,
Is the only one who can see what I see,
And feel the lonelyness,
Only one person with the same problem,
After we met we talked about it together,
We both often though if they had their own lonely worlds,
As far as we know nothing can compare,
Cause everyone is still happy and everyone is still there,
The swings are still empty,
all but one,
the only that Im sitting on, all alone,
In this new world I meet her again,
I remeber from the last,
From begginning to end,
My mom comes to see me here at the park,
drags me from the girl in the blue dress,
to be left in the dark.
