Out of the box

My struggle for success whooshes past other’s cemented complacency.

My desire to be among the stars gives other’s the vertigo of losing me.

I have pushed and pulled at my soul to fit into a contained version of my delightful being.

The box only accepts those who are beautiful and superficial and requires them to be less than and compliant.

Having been blessed with an inquiring intellect that devours and describes data.

I find the narrowly defined limits of the box a call to create more and better experiences.

The urge to innovate imparts every molecule of my being with an inner light that no one can ever dim.

With each joyful idea, I step outside the confines of the box they created.