Broken record player

   I am a broken record player,

constantly on repeat.

Still playing the same songs,

never once been put on pause.

   People have tried to “fix” me,

trying to put me back in place.

Adding new gears and gadgets,

they think will look great.

   It goes like this for awhile,

a never ending cycle.

They pull and pry until I look nice,

but eventually I start to crack.

   My flaws are not welcomed here,

I’ve come to understand.

Because no matter how many times I break,

they put me together again.