when one piece is non aligned

My Poor, Sick Boy by [Christine]

Balloons high
Colorful ones for the eyes
Floating in the sky
Get its work done

The strings attached
Holding it never let it flies
The wind hot and warm
The crowd cheering

It is only the mind
Getting it knocked left and right
The spinning wheel gushing water
From the well of diamond water
Cascading down into the warm

The drum beats
It makes life so uneasy
When things need to do
It can't be done out right

When one piece is non aligned
Everything will be pulled down
It has to grease it to back on line
Of all things in the mind

The balloons popped
The heavy load divides
The hot windy breeze
And the pouring of whirring sound
Life seems back to normalcy
At least as it is said......