Poems of mine (?)

Helium

We come in many colours
But always as an orb
Bringing joy to others,
It is their laughter we absorb.

We love people of all ages
And they usually love us too
However their hands are cages
And the subsiding joy makes way for something new.

Yes, we can have fun,
No party complete without us
As we're held down by everyone
Indifferent to there cuss.

With new hopes to escape,
To soar high and fly away,
To look down upon the landscape
While being forgotten for a new day.

Yes, we are the life of the party no matter how big our gang
To your emotions and drunken stupidity we are immune
But step on my toes and I'll make sure things end with a 'bang'!
Not that you'd care cause I'm merely a balloon.