Extended Metaphor

Life is like a balloon
It starts out wrinkly and small,
An infant waiting to be filled with knowledge of the world
As each day passes, more information is pumped into the little child
He grows bigger, and stronger, and more confident
He's able to hold his own against his peers,
Like a giant balloon bouquet
Soon, however, the child is filled to what he thinks is capacity
The information becomes too much and he feels as if he will burst
He grows larger, and larger, as he is required to take on more tasks
Some children grow past this stage
Of feeling like they are on the edge of popping
They are filled to the brim and tied off with a pretty ribbon
They live their prime, and then shrink in size
Regaining their wrinkles
And returning, essentially, to their infant state
However, some balloons POP! before this stage
Sometimes, I think, we all just want to pop.