I am stuck inside a blue balloon
a blue balloon that makes my view blurry
and
I want to stand up
stretch my body and raise my voice
I want to cry
hysterically, flex my limbs in every direction until it developes into my own dance
I want to laugh
manically, until it develops into a ear hurting high pitched scream
popping the balloon into a million tiny pieces
and my eyes will see all the colors of the rainbow
my senses will for the first time experience life outside a blue balloon
and that
is how I imagine being born feels like
I want to be born
again and again
until I never have to go inside the  blue ballon again