I always color
Within the lines
Carefully pushing each stroke
To the sharpest edge
Each masterpiece
Reaching mass view
Others cross the lines
Shadings blur
Into unwelcome chaos
Any genius now denied
No matter how great
It began wrong
Paper Moments & Broken Lines
Paper Moments & Broken Lines 
Strong statement here.
LOL I barely see the lines, when I take the time to draw them. The lines I do draw, are merely a suggestion:) Different strokes, as they say:)
Of course, but I’m happy to see my poem’s meaning comes across clear. Thanks for your comment.