Unsure, uncertain, unknown.....

Uncertainty

I’m feeling sour, not with jealousy
but a pinch of worry.
I’m feeling sour, not with jealousy
but a pinch of uncertainty.

What was the problem?
Was it with me?
What was the problem?
Did I do something?

I’ll feel sour till it’s resolved.
I’ll have something clinging on,
Clinging on my heart till I sort things out.
Aren’t I the best? Can’t I compare to the rest?

So I’m just a substitute?
I’m not on the priority list?
Are you taking me for granted?
Who do you think I am?

I’ll not be a substitute’s substitute.
I’ll give my everything for a responsibility.
I’ve never taken you for granted.
So don place me in uncertainty, don leave me in ambiguity.