If you do it right,
And if you don't, well sometimes you have to say,
"I'm not interested in the sight,
Of something with more depth than what I see,
Even though what I see must surely fail,
For my joy comes with perception.
And not with the trail,
Of deception that lies deeper within,
The things I create."
Oh the joy of knowing what's entailed,
In the complexity of what you've made.
And it's alright,
Never will you go to bed mad,
That others perceive you as a failure,
For what you make will never be bad.