Her skin is green,
her eyes are black.
Known to all.
The wicked witch of the west.
She has no friends
they all left her
or they died.
Knowing her has it's liabilities.
She had gotten so far.
Led into the dark.
Tricked and deceived.
But she still goes on, unwavering.
Even before she was wicked
she still had been tried.
She was called ugly.
And she took it all in perfect stride.
She thought herself odd.
Ugly and vile.
Her sister was the perfect one.
She was just the reason everything went wrong.
But she was wrong.
She really was beautiful.
She didn't need makeup.
She had it inside.
Inner beauty.
Shining spirit.
Perfect girl.
Lovely.
Perfect inside.
Beautiful.
She tried so hard
but it didn't work.
Her skin was still green.
She couldn't hide that.
Not that she needed to.
She was already perfect inside.