Who ain't confused?

I dislike the word confused
when it's prescribed by
those certain ones
(oriented as they are)
as a state of being--
or as a condition
of existence. "To confuse,"
I think, is an appropriate
regard for those
certain ones
who would congest
another's ability to
get a knack for themselves
by levying upon him, her, them
the burden of self-doubt--
For, the person who is
"confused," I submit,
is but experiencing
the prospects of life.