Uncertain

I snapped again

The reason eludes me

Or does it

What is my fear

Why can’t I vocalize it

There is more to it

Uncertain of what tomorrow holds

Desperate for a glimpse of my future

I should apologize

My fears aren’t their fault

Uncertainty is not something that they control

My future is not in their hands

I’m responsible for that

I should’ve snapped at myself

Segundo Juan Devora