Give me a description of your one bad day
What happened to you?
What made you turn out this way?
Why do you dress up like a flying rat?
Oh, I’m sorry
You like to be called a bat
Well, that’s not good enough for me
I want to know what dwells inside
You wear that mask to hide your scars
The outside is where you’ll see mines
Do they frighten you?
You wanna know how I got em?
Dad gave mom a smile
And I tried to stop him
…
My wife was torn by the scars of tragedy
And I wanted to see past them
…
Or maybe you dropped me into those chemicals
And introduced me to Arkham
But either way if I had a past
It would be multiple choice
Even though I won’t remember
Because my life moves too fast
We’ll meet again bats…
When I get outta this cell
We’ll meet a lot of times
From what I can tell

--Jaivon Brown