Beneath the Surface

Though the surface is delightful
even in it's uncaring demeaner,
It's what lies underneath that's
so beautiful.
To suffer the same,
It seems I have befallen.  
Not a incommon desire that
would make the list.
To worry about such small
demeaners I care little for.  
To know it's this way is
acceptable times two.
Frustrations can devour
somethings that aren't even there.
To learn to accept it as just that,
Makes it easier for me to appologize.