Let me tell you a story of a boy,

Born from a love they tried to erase.

His parents-both demons-ignored the law,

Choosing hearts over fear and fate.

Born with mismatched eyes, a mark of his blood,

Right one purple, a siren's call,

Left one red, the fire of a succubus,

A child they swore should never be at all.

He grew up believing the lies they fed,

Blaming his parents for who he was.

"If only they had ignored their love,

I wouldn't be hated, I wouldn't be lost."

He kept his head down, swallowed the pain,

Echoes of whispers, their words like chains.

Did they not see, or did they not care,

That their love would leave him gasping for air?

But one day the truth shattered the dark,

Love is love-it should be embraced.

For the first time, he raised his head,

Facing the world, no fear, no shame.

"You can say what you want, but I know what's real,

Lies won't define me, won't break my will.

I hear your words, but they won't hold me down,

This is my voice, and I'm standing proud."

They tried to force his head back low,

To make him weak, to steal his glow.

But not only did he stand up tall,

He spoke the truth that shattered all.

"Look at the one you love so true,

If the world said 'no,' what would you do?

Would you let go or hold on tight,

Becoming the love you claim to fight?"

Let me tell you a story of a boy,

Born from a love they tried to erase.