I like to think I'm self contained,
But I feel the pulls from all the strings attached.
I realize I can't undo what you did to me.
Someone else has got to come along.

Maybe someone can see through
All the jury-rigging.
Someone who has the proper tools
Can fix me right, restore me,
And I'll reclaim myself.

I would do it personally,
But I can't see
All the places inside that need replacing.
It's been so long,
I've forgotten how they're supposed to be.

But someone who knows
And has an interest
In such archaic things,
Could have a lifetime hobby
Of repairing me.

-jenn