Confidence

Confidence
by Matt Bloom

In a flash you have reminded me
Of all the things I’m not
My confidence, my confidence
My confidence is shot

I line up all my ducks at last
For you to shoot them down
I build my castle out of sand
So in your waves it drowns
I pave my way by withered hand
But you can only frown
I’m high atop this wooden mast
To you it’s only rot
My confidence, my confidence
My confidence is shot

Jack-hammer in
And bring your friends
This proves to be a blast
Watch him climb
So high ascend
To fall so very fast
Drink your gin
Make no amends
We’re sure to break his will
It’s surely time
To watch the end
Of all his worldly thrill

But I won’t die
And I won’t drop
No glancing blows will make me stop
With gun in grip
I’ll seize the day
I’ll write my own damned bill to pay
This perfect eye
Will guide the drip
Of smoking barrel to virgin hip

In a flash I’ll buy my clemency
And this shall be my lot
My confidence, my confidence
My confidence is shot