All Over Again Poem by Kristy Rulebreaker

Is there some poor guy
who wants to take my old days?
I am giving them for free today

Today I am starting all over again
as if a spaceship for Christmas I got
and I can travel wherever I want

I see, there is no poor guy
who wants to take my old days
It doesn't matter, I will put them
in the old, unvisited closets

It doesn't matter how fast it is
the sorrow won't catch me today
It doesn't matter how fast it is
I will catch the happiness today