I was born In a family So different My father is Batman My mother is an Assassin My brothers are heroes What am I? My question is What am I? Dick is a hero Jason is a hero that died Now is a vigilante Tim is a Hero Stephanie died My father is Batman. Do I have a purpose? Surely, I. An assassin child Perhaps Jason is right Perhaps I am a demon My father loves me And I love him He is batman My mother loves me In her cold hearted way She trained me My grandfather loves me He has given me the pit So, I shall never die My father loves me He shall pass the mantle to me And I shall be like him Dick loves me In his strange way of his I know Jason cares, He took a spell, But I shunned him Tim loves me He believes Tim loves in his way Stephanie is dead But, I am sure she would Love me I am not in a team Like Dick, tim, and Jason, But I am sure they would love me too I am loved And I shall continue to know Until I must convince myself once more.