On the theory of Goodness.

Where does evil come from? It does not stem from anything, but is just there. It lurks in the hearts of man.

Gawd, that's corny but it's true. We all have our own personal demons, who egg us on. But what of us who try to be good?

"Being born with a talent or an inclination for goodness is the aberration."

Oh Elphaba. You and I are so alike sometimes. I'm not raising myself on the pedestal of legend, but I feel that I try to be good. Sure, I can be mean, and cynical, and rude, and dumb. But I try? Isn't that enough?

No good deed goes unpunished.

Is it true? Do people tend to hate the good? Are the good people in life reviled? Are good deeds just a cry for attention?

Is that all good deeds are when looked at with an ice cold eye?

You're right. I am cocky. I know that I am a good singer, and I'm pretty sure that I am a good actor. Is that so wrong? It's not like I go around telling everyone. Maybe it's because I try to be good. Maybe you see me with an ice cold eye, and condemn me to nothing but an attention-whore.

Or maybe it's because I came into that department as a nobody-nothing. And ended up better then you. Maybe you're just jealous that more people like me. I don't understand why I let you get under my skin. Gawd! Because I try to be good? I try, I try! I try to be a good person. I'm not responsible or studious. But I try, I try! I try to be always the polite one. The nice one. The good one. I have my moments. I slip. I'm not always good. But you'll never see me proclaim that I am the most good of all. The least wicked.

Gawd, this whole rant sounds so conceited.

Maybe I should just promise to never do a good deed again. But I can't do that. Elphaba went crazy in the end. The crazy wicked Witch of the West.