Inconceivable?

Outright, in my thinking
And refusal in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me

But as I look inside myself I see

Opinions are somewhat blurred in conception
Passive thoughts become impassive obsessions

And I find I have the ability

To manipulate those gullible to my persuasion
With deceitful words and actions
Channelled into one dimensional emotions

Not take persons trust under false pretension

Outright, in my thinking
And refusal, in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me

But as I look inside myself I see the contradictions.