Previously unreleased

Ginny

A starry sky
A full moon night
She’s standing on a rooftop of a high-rise
   She’s looking down
   To the streets below
   Up here the street noise sounds like a song
      The howling of a siren, the sounds of the cars
      The jar of the cable cars, so real but yet so far
She’s wiping the tears away
Which are running down her face
She’s still so young and yet there’s so much pain
   She’s trying to recall
   Some better days
   Of a carefree childhood years and miles away
      Her mother died when she was just four years old
      Her father couldn’t get over that and got more and more withdrawn
Most of the time
He sat on the porch outside
Silently staring with grief in his eyes
   He just managed
   To prepare the meal
   Usually there were canned beans
      Even if they ate together, her father hardly spoke
      He sat there in front of his beans and stared at his fork
There were no fairies
No bedtime stories
No good night kisses, no lullabies
   Well, Ginny lived alone
   In a house with a ghost
   Playing with her dolls in her room
      Her father never laid his hands on her, he never shouted at her
      But he also didn’t show some love, no caress, no comforting words

Ginny looked forward
To going to school
Hoping to find some friends at last
   Her father was too ill
   To squire her
   At her first day of school
      All these spruced up pupils with their parents so proud
      And there was Cindy in her old dress and alone
From the first day
At school
She was the outsider, called a fool
   She was shoved around
   Glutted with cuss words
   No one has no truck with her
   She got no friends, she didn’t belong to anyone
   She was neglected at its best, she was so alone

Then in high school
It all became worse
She got bullied almost every day
   Then last week
   Nude photos of her appeared
   Thievishly taken in the locker room
      Like a wildfire they spread in the Net
      And a shitstorm befell her that she couldn't escape
They called her a bitch
They called her a slut
Over her a pile of waste was dumped
   Ginny holed up in her room
   She got no one to talk to
   Her father didn’t notice her pain
      Ginny couldn’t stand it anymore and she ran away from home
      She took a night train from the outlands to the town

A starry sky
A full moon night
She’s standing at the roof edge of a high-rise
   She’s looking up
   To the stars
   How many lights may there are
      One more step and she will flee all the pain and indignities
      One little step and she’ll be free

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