A/N: Here we go, poem number three! This is from Nessa's point of view, and it rhymes, but I know there are certain parts where it doesn't really.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
Tragically Beautiful
By Nessarose Thropp
I've heard that it's our disabilities
That make us stronger
But if that were true,
I might have lived a little longer
You may ask
'What are you saying?
That your life went by too fast?'
Well, since you asked…
I was born in Munchkinland
My family moved around
The younger of two sisters
My body was not sound.
I had to use a wheelchair
To get from place to place
The wheels would only go
At a fairly neutral pace.
Elphaba was not perfect
- She was green of skin -
But limber limbs she managed
I greatly envied them.
I grew up underprivileged
For I could not move my lower half
My sister had more freedom
She could run and skip and laugh.
Elphie watched over me
But I could always tell
She hated the duty
And pushing me as well.
At the age of sixteen,
I was sent off to school
With my sister as my guardian
Which she thought quite uncool.
I met a Munchkin boy, Boq,
'Twas love at first sight
He was sweet and shy and kind
I danced with him one night.
But he didn't love me back
As I found out one day
I tried to keep him by my side
Yet he longed to get away.
Elphaba had left, but she came back
To my side at last
She gave me the ability to walk
And Boq tried to leave fast.
But I was quick to anger
And so I shrunk his heart
Elphie made him a tinman
And he ran off with a start.
Everything went downhill
Very fast from there
While I could have now
Run 'round everywhere,
I was brokenhearted,
I just sat and stared.
The end for me came suddenly
In the midst of a storm
A house twirled down
Which was out of the norm.
Now I am dead, I am no more
This just isn't right
My body is laid down to rest
But my spirit still takes flight.
A/N: Yeah, well, I don't like this one as much as the other two. There are some parts of it that I'm just not overly fond of. But tell me what you think! Review!!