Outside the Box

She has a flaming spirit That could never be confined A burning creativity That makes her daydreams shine A hope for something better Only seen because she tries A long since dead idea Resurrected by her eyes She looks right past our atmosphere It can't contain the sky She's got a canvas stretching light-years And a paintbrush that can fly Every heartbreak that she's come across Is waiting now to dry In a portrait she created To remind her of those times There's a symphony she's hearing To every other ear sublime A tune that can't live in the box But smashes all four sides By Kyle Ezra Kriticos