balloons are like feelings
they float upwards
sometimes,
they make us feel like we’re floating too
   up
                   up
         up
and sometimes,
we get one that’s really nice
    and we try to tie it to our wrists
                because we want to keep it
but sometimes,
we make a mistake
      and it’s gone
  and it just sort of flies away
sometimes,
you don’t have any
you don’t have
that little burst of color
     that tiny bubble of life
  that we desperately need
sometimes,
  we want to keep some
     for a long time
for however long forever is
          but forever’s a really long time
so we can’t
it’s impossible
and they sink
they fall
            down
                     down
                              down
and
                  we
            do
      too