I feel like a balloon with not enough helium
Floating like a ghost in a still and quiet room
Barely touching the ground
Not making a sound
As I glide undecidedly all around

I feel like a balloon with not enough air
Unable to lift up even one strand of hair
But a weak gust of wind
All weakness I rescind
While knowing my knees will be skinned

I feel like a balloon with not enough strength
To stay at this height; to drift at length
When the gust has disappeared
Falling slowly as I feared
I settle near the floor, unvolunteered

I feel like a balloon with nothing but time
To rise and fall; to forever sublime
Your greatness overpowering
I find myself stinging
From the pain of desire and unwanting