Yearn

In a room full of people,

I stand here alone, consumed by fear,

While the house echoes with laughter's ripple,

Why do my eyes go blurry with tears?

There, the sun rises once more,

People out there run with passion,

The beauty shines through their expressions galore,

I'm here seeking a touch of compassion,

For a tender heart weakened, feeling sore,

By hopes and expectations,

I'm only human, nothing more,

Falling down has left me broken,

With sin and resentment at my core.

But I, still,

Yearn for affection,

From the Lord of Heaven.

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Soly



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