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.