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
