Elphaba
I am green.
I am different.
I have—had—one friend.
I despise the Ozians.
They call her Glinda the Good.
I call her simply Glinda.
I love her boyfriend.
They call him Captain of the Gale Force.
His name is Fiyero.
I dared to defy gravity.
I fly solo.
I fight the Wizard.
Now they call me Wicked.
But listen to me.
Heed my words.
I am not Wicked.
Only misunderstood.
They call me 'The Wicked Witch of the West.'
My name is Elphaba.
I should be called 'The Misunderstood Witch of the West.'
I am Elphaba and I am misunderstood.
