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No Oneโ€™s There

April 15, 2018

By: Gia Grazia Valenti

Published and Copyright 2018

๐Ÿ‘ tried 2 use my ๐Ÿ—ฃ2day the only way I ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ.
I ๐Ÿ’ฌ, โŒจ๏ธ and used my apps so people ๐Ÿ‘ could show,
that ๐Ÿ‘ was ๐Ÿ˜ž, ๐Ÿ˜ญ out for somebody to hear.
But much 2 my dismay, ๐Ÿ‘ saw that I had ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ1's ๐Ÿ‘‚.
Oh, ๐Ÿ‘got ๐Ÿค—โ€™s and ๐Ÿ˜˜โ€™s and a lot of โ€œ๐Ÿ’ป support.โ€
But, as ๐Ÿ˜ž as ๐Ÿ‘'m feeling, my life ๐Ÿ‘ could abort.
๐Ÿ‘ lay in ๐Ÿ› all afternoon and weekends on my ๐Ÿ“ฑ.
๐Ÿ‘'m "hanging out with friends" but somehow ๐Ÿ‘ feel so alone.
๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘€ โญ•๏ธ 4 ๐Ÿ‘ช, their โค๏ธ 4 me is true.
But, when ๐Ÿ‘ stand b4 them, they r on their cell ๐Ÿ“ฑ 2.
๐Ÿ‘'m so ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ, mixed ๐Ÿ†™ and ๐Ÿ˜ฑ, ๐Ÿ‘ don't ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธwhere 2 โ†ช๏ธ.
The ๐Ÿ˜œ ๐Ÿค” ๐Ÿ’ญโ€™s inside my head, ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿคž that ๐Ÿ‘ could ๐Ÿ”ฅ.
Please die my bullies, teachers, parents all that do not care.
4 they ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ the hurt theyโ€™ve caused, the feelings of ๐Ÿ˜ฉ.
Y can ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ1 ๐Ÿ‘‚ me ๐Ÿ˜ข or ๐Ÿ‘€the ๐Ÿšซโ›”๏ธ of need?
Perhaps itโ€™s life... the pace, the chase, the moving at great speed.
๐Ÿ‘โ€™ve โ†ช๏ธ 2 ๐Ÿ’Š and ๐Ÿฅƒ 2 ๐Ÿ’ก ๐Ÿ†™ the dark.
๐Ÿ‘โ€™ve found some friends, theyโ€™re on the fringe, but life is still so stark.
A ๐Ÿ”ซ, a rope, a ๐Ÿ”ช or ๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿ’Š 2 make the pain subside.
๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿค” the answerโ€™s very clear and found in suicide.
๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ more lonely, ๐Ÿ˜‚, ridicule and searching everywhere.
๐Ÿ cause my ๐Ÿ˜ญโ€™s were never heard.....๐Ÿ‘ realized ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ1โ€™s there.ย ย 

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By: Gia Grazia Valentiย 

Published and Copyright 2018

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NO ONEโ€™S THERE

I tried to use my voice today the only way I know.
I texted, typed and used my apps so people I could show,
that I was hurting, crying out for somebody to hear.
But much to my dismay I saw that I had no oneโ€™s ear.
Oh, I got hugs and kisses and a lot of โ€œtech support.โ€
But, as lonely as Iโ€™m feeling, my life I could abort.
I lay in bed all afternoon and weekends on my phone.
Iโ€™m โ€œhanging out with friendsโ€ but somehow I feel so alone.
I look around for mom and dad, their love for me is true.
But when I stand before them, they are onย their cell phones too.
Iโ€™m so confused, mixed up and scared. I donโ€™t know where to turn.
The crazy thoughts inside my head, I wish that I could burn.
Please die my bullies, parents, teachers, all that do not care.
For they not know the hurt theyโ€™ve caused, the feelings of despair.
Why can no one hear me cry or see the signs of need?
Perhaps itโ€™s life, the pace, the chase, the moving at great speed.
Iโ€™ve turned to pills and alcohol to lighten up the dark.
Iโ€™ve found some friends, theyโ€™re on the fringe, yet life is still so stark.
A gun, a rope, a blade or drugs to make the pain subside.
I think the answerโ€™s very clear and found in suicide.
No more lonely, laughter, ridicule and searching everywhere.
Because my cries were never heard, I realized no oneโ€™s there.ย ย 

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