Youngblood.

My best friend is a fictional vampire

a rogue, a scoundrel, a Brat

a philosopher, a lover of humanity

a rockstar, an aristocrat

I wish I was more like

I have another friend, a fictional vampire too

a rebel in his own right,

a musician, an idealist at his core

a well of sadness turns his soul into a sea

I’m a little too much like

You’ll never guess,

Another friend, to sink his teeth into the heart of me

a scientist, a child, grown

desperate for love, desperate to be seen

that speaks to the child in me

My father is a fictional vampire

ancient, impatient and wise

stubborn, but with enough pride for the both of us

an artist, a Keeper, a watcher through time

I can feel his temper in mine.