Complexity of Me

Plain as the eye can see through a looking glass Yet complex with a mulitude of facets surpass I encounter beauty in the blink of an eye Yet discount hypocrisy with noticed brevity I am somewhat smug in thinking myself fortunate Yet somehow precedent to my present was woe replete Sheer antagonism grounded my irreversible plight Yet renewed anticipation awarded me contentment each night Toiling for acceptance by societies callous paradigm I subsequently comprehended unnecessary fickle whim So at last I lay me down to sleep And finally have some reprieve for keeps