Confidence Is Key Poem by Jesse Pickens

Confidence is a stain,
you can't wipe off
Put the pen in my hand
And turn the lights off,
Eternal light glowing
from the pits of my pen,
Killing others poets
my pen commits deadly
Sins,
When reading my work
You feel inebriated
I meant intoxicated
Poetry renovated
Never duplicated
Highly anticipated
I make it complicated
Killer exonerated
The world spectated
This is authenticated
Your work
disseminated
broadly dissipated
Be real when you read my work
Your hopes were deflated

My teacher once told my mom-
I was dyslexic
Now look at my ethics
I leave my fans
Electric
I'm unapologetic
Surely not sympathetic
Like a paramedic
Helping a schizophrenic
Tell a friend
to tell a friend
I'm starting a
Epidemic..