Disclaimer: No One Owns the Wicked.
Glinda's Final Words
I guess I was limited
Of not knowing that the minute she threw water
On Elphie, she would melt.
Outside I smile with glee,
But my heart knew that no one knew how I really felt.
My heart was torn apart as we said our good byes.
Sometimes I still see her fly
To where her freedom may be
If only they could agree
With reality and see
She was never wicked,
Just misunderstood.
I taught her to be popular with
My personality-dialysis
And made her who she was today as
She made me, who I am today.
But hey, what can I do?
Young Ozians,
I beg you to hear me out
For what the elders shout
About her isn't true
And only you
Can make her real story true.
Prove to Oz that
No Good Deed goes unpunished
If we don't be just
And trust those around.
For you may be bound to
Find out that
The former Wizard was a fake.
There's no chance to say
That today I leave as
Glinda the Good
But Elphaba
Is still known as your parents would
Say:
The wicked Witch of the West.
Do your best to bring her and Nessarose justice