An Ode to a Balloon

I wonder how it must feel

to be so colorful and bright

And yet still be

so empty inside.

You laugh as you pass

jumping through the air

from one hand to the other

and yet not belonging anywhere.

And even at night

as you stand by the corner

I can still sit

and look at you

as you dance

to the music of the fan

and it makes me smile

wondering

whether I ever dance

to the music of my life.

And balloon, you make me realize

how important it is

to have a good time

because as long as you’re

colorful and bright

nobody cares

if you’re empty inside.

:)