Reeking Of Ego

My door when it is open, Is not done to invite disrespect. And if it closes upon anyone, That comes from a reaction I did get. Some have accused me of having ego, Because what I do is at my best. I've studied with interest what I deliver. And I expect nothing less. Since teachers I had would not accept, Mediocrity. It took many lessons, For me to make what I do look easy. With devotion and focus and sacrifice too. Many can not connect... The importance of being mentally and physically, Disciplined... With respect. And this in my mind I can not tolerate. Especially from those who are creative... Who do not appreciate, Their blessings given to neglect. Some have accused me of having ego, Because What I do is at my best. And my best from myself I expect. Taking years not days or hours... To satisfy, And... With no rest to get. I wish it was 'ego'. It would be easier on me, To get the attention... And a lot more sleep. Some believe those creative, Can do without. For an exchange of accolades, Sought to seek by those reeking of ego.