Broken Record

I am living Just as I've been living, In a broken record. The same stuff Happens and happens and happens Over and over and over Again. It just keeps Skipping and skipping and skipping For hours and hours and hours, Days and days and days, Years and years and years. And alas, I see no way out. Every other life I see around me Is also a broken record. Because this town Is a broken record. It's been Skipping and skipping and skipping For years and years and years And it'll probably Just continue Skipping and skipping and skipping, Even after I find A way out And leave.