I say "you are under construction", as we all are. We all are evolving. When I am making cookies, my friend comes into the kitchen and looks around and says, "What a mess!". He doesn't see that I am in the middle of building a wonderful thing to eat. He just looks at the mess I am making.
When I write wonderful intuitive poetry, my friend corrects my spelling, and misses my point. I still love my friends, since I realize and I'm sure you do too, they are evolving, coming into being, moving into something new.