They preferred to play with others,

They were forced into a union,

They were a product of forced interbreeding,

It did not take a toll on me physically,

For I was blessed,

With the power, agility and looks of my mom,

The stability of my father, and the skills of his too,

I had not the chance to speak to them,

I had not the chance to ask,

'Where are you from?'

I'm sure they'd say what I would say (If I had the chance)

To my children,

'I don't know how you got here',

Sometimes I wonder if would my father love me

When I look so different from him,

I'd say to him,

"But dad, I can swap skills like none in my moms family

It could have only come from you"

"How can a green monster come from a pink one such as me"?

He'd say

I can change I would have said

'Just hit me with the power of moons'

'Just hit me with the power of dazzle'

And I will change,

I could change

But my master did not like that,

He did not like that I changed at the will of others,

And not to the will of his,

I was free