There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shinz
But, of course I'll care for Nessa
But, of course I'll rise above it
Because I know that's how you'd want me to respond
Yes
There's been some confusion cause you see my roommate is...
Unusually and exceedingly altogether impossible to describe...
Blonde!
Adrian's mother cut her CD player off. "I remember when we went to go see this play." she sighed. "We were celebrating your father and I getting married, us becoming a family." she smiled.
"Didn't take me long to tear it apart, did it?"
"Adrian..." her mother sighed. "That's not true... you stop that."
"It is!" Adrian insisted, her jaw trembling. "I made the same mistake you did- only Mercy... she didn't have to live through it." Adrian said flatly.
"Adrian, that's enough." her mother said firmly. "I know you're hurting, and I wish I could make it better, but-"
"But, you can't! No one can, Mom!"
"Oh, honey... "she said, a sob catching in her throat as she embraced her daughter.
"Mom.. you know why I love that play so much? The book?"
"No... tell me..."
"I feel like Elphaba, you know, the witch before she was chasing Dorothy over some damn shoes."
"Adrian..."
"And Amy's damn Galinda..."
"Sweetheart... maybe if you focused more on your own life instead of what Amy has that you don't, you'd see that you really are better off than her, if you'd just letyourself be."
"You blame me, too, don't you!"
"Well, Adrian-"
"Just get out, Mom..."
What is this feeling, so sudden and new?
I felt the moment, I laid eyes on you.
My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling
My face is flushing
What is this feeling?
Ferverant as a flame
does it have a name?
Yes... yes...
Her mother shook her head as she snapped the music on again and began spacing out, a determined look to her features...
Loathing
Unadulterated Loathing
For your face
Your voice
Your clothing
Let's just say-
I loathe it all
Every little trait however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's such strange exhillaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong...
And, though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And, I will be loathing, loathing you...
My whole life long...