Cyborg
My "Who I used to be" used to matter to me
I thought day and night of who I was
Before it was crushed out of me
Leaving a mangled life force
And scads of machine parts
The machine has no soul, the human does
Which is why I hated who I became
For awhile I was spiraling because-
Because I wondered if I was human
I had to fit human with machine
Put a soul into my robot parts
Reconcile that I could be both
That's what makes me Cyborg
My robot self is not a Titan
My human self is not a Titan
I am a titan because selves collided
Because I get to be both
I never saw it as a blessing
I saw myself as broken instead of better
But now I see
Who I was is not better than who I am
Starfire
The customs of earth are baffling
Makeup is for all the days
Instead of just for special days
And people don't talk as always
People stare through others like glass
I did not come here to be silent glass
Does anyone know I feel so afraid?
I smile and laugh because that is earth
I smiled on Tamaran, as well
Because Tamaran was or happy place
Before I come here there was less afraid
I have friends on this earth planet
I thought they wouldn't treat me like glass
Sometimes on earth I feel not there
Everyone is busy not talking
Where is friendship, where is speech?
Someone has pressed mute for the whole world
This is why I am so much afraid
Earth is a complicated new existence
Complications on Tamaran made sense
Robin
Strength is my virtue
Strength makes sense to me
Pressing on makes sense
Giving up is weak
Leaders don't give up
Unless the team is dying
My team stands strong around me
The battle shall persist
We fight only for justice
See the wrongs and punish
We are here to show strength
To a weakened world
We are heroes
Like the warriors before us
The role models and their steps
That falls on us now
The future of finesse
All different, all strong
I have no powers
I have leadership
And I have strength
Raven
If they think they know darkness
They are wrong
If they think they've seen my worst
I am just getting started
If I could contain it, I would
Hide away my past
Bury my ancestry
I don't want to exist in darkness
Yet here I am
I don't want them to see the truth
One day, they will have to
When they see the monster I am
Will they run away?
Will they turn their forces against me?
Is darkness my defining attribute?
Will the day come when I attack them?
Will I destroy my team?
Or will I simply self destruct?
I am looking for the best option
The best prey for my darkness
And I turn it toward myself
Beast Boy
The little brother of the group
Beast boy, the goofball
There's nothing between those ears
Short and now looked down upon
Laughing, laughed at
Beast boy's the class clown
The boy in the back with a dunce cap
No weight, no depth, just shall
Well no, I'm sick of it
Why do I get the cheesy storylines?
Why can't people look past goofiness
And see something human and real?
Is it because I seem to be a puppy dog?
Jus an animal, trained on command
Do my powers entirely isolate myself?
Not that I am weak, only…
Only that I am a different kind of strong
Something no one's used to
And younger than most, than the others
If I were older, and normal…
I would not be the butt of this joke