Characters:

Madame Morrible: Tiffany

Galinda: Lacey

Elphaba: Ginny

Shen Shen: Brenda

Morrible: Welcome, new students! I am Madame Morrible, headmistress here, at Shiz University. And whether you're here to study logic, literature, or linguification, I know I speak for my fellow faculty members when I say we have nothing but the highest hopes for some of you. Now, regarding room assignments... [Elphaba & Galinda Raise Their Hands. She Notices Galinda First] Yes, is this regarding room assignments?

Galinda: Oh, Madame, thank you for asking, but I've already been assigned a private suite...[Swishes Hair]

Morrible: Do you have a question?

Galinda: Yes, you see, I am Galinda Upland of the Upperuplands... I've applied to your sorcery seminar, and indeed that is my sole purpose of attending Shiz; to study sorcery with you. Perhaps you recall my essay, "Magic Wands, Need They Have A Point".

Morrible: Yes... However, I do not teach my seminar every semester, unless, of course, somebody special were to come along.

Galinda: Well, exactly!

Elphaba: I have not yet received my room assignment.

Morrible: Yes, yes, of course! I’ve heard you're very bright.

Galinda: Bright? She's phosphorescent.

Morrible: I don't seem to have you on my list. Oh, well a slight gulch, but not to fret! We'll find someplace to put you.

Galinda: [To Shen Shen] Y'know, I don't even think she read my essay.

Shen Shen: That's so unfair! You should say something

Galinda: Should I?

Shen Shen: Do it.

Morrible: Now, which one of you young ladies would like to volunteer to share with Miss Elphaba?

Galinda: Madame Morrible...

Morrible: Thank you dear. Oh, how very good of you!

Galinda: What?

Morrible: Miss Elphaba, you may share with Miss Galinda.

Galinda: Huh?

[Galinda and Elphaba glare at each other. Each walk to a separate side of the stage. Music starts]

I keep stumbling in the dark
I can't seem to get my footing.
Everytime I get up and running
Something knocks me down
My battle scars are numerous
Make-up only does so much.
My exterior is just a facade
Underneath it all, I am really black and blue.
This flame of mine is nearly smothered
From all the pain and emotion.
I am done being something I'm not.
My masks are now kindling;
Rebuilding, renewing, regenerating
What it was I had lost.
My mind is blank.
Like a canvas needing paint

I crave for soemthign new,
Something that's complete.

In the dark of night I dream of you
Your image haunts my dreams.
Your piercing eyes are everywhere
Your voice but a remembrance...
Fleeting memories in my consciousness.

Where have you been all this time,
You're now but a ghost to me.
Hovering, watching in the distance,
A phantom playing with emotions.
Teasing me with a masked reality.

You appear on the swiftness of wings
And disappear just as quickly.
Random encounters plague my past,
Dark smudges on an already gray surface
Which gets darker as the days go by.

You linger between fantasy and reality,
Dazed I'm pulled to the light.
You've faded into the background,
A blue I can no longer recognize.
In the dark of night I dream no more...

Hurt clouds my judgment,

My world is shades of black.

Everything is lost to me,

I can’t ever go back.

You can always come to me,

I’m not leaving this place.

Just please try and understand

When I can’t look upon your face.

Black, shadows, tears, pain

And what my world consists of

I can’t change any of that

By letting in a dove.

Purity that flies

And lights up the dark.

Of that I am not worthy

My world knows no spark.

Color, joy, happiness

Mean nothing to me.

I only seem to destroy

Please just let me be.

Alone with myself

That way I hurt no one

Everyone can be happy

Pain, with that I am done.