wicked

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I've been teased

i've been feared

even my own father can't stand me

but there is one

one who while i hate

i still think a friend

we went on  adventures

we sang together

she tried to make me popular

but everything was too fast

i became angered

all i wanted was to see him

the wizard

they wouldn't let me

my anger slowly overtook me

could i fly and defy gravity

without being held down

i could hear their  laughter

they were micking

mocking me,shaming me

i can't help the color of my skin

they are the reason

the reason i'm this way

they have said this is me

since they saw me

and now for the first time

i feel wicked



I HAD THIS WRITTEN FOR A FEW MONTHS AND AM POSTIN IT BECAUSE I AM GOING TO GO SEE WICKED THE MUSICAL IN A FEW DAYS.

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