I lived a quiet life with all my friends and kin
I never showed my stripes, nor hid them like a sin
But then one bloody night, my life as I knew it died
And now I must prove where my true loyalties would lie
I see their leers, their eyes all wondering of me
All waiting to see if I’d be the enemy
I saw mothers take their foals, and trot briskly away
I knew to show myself, there’d be no other way
I took those dog tags hanging low above my stripes
Yet still among them murmured on suspicious gripes
Maybe on the battlefield they’d see me beyond the type
That inside I’m much more than another set of stripes
No more will old lands haunt me from my parents’ days
I will defend my home from their suspicious ways
Then all Equestria will see that I’m one of them
And not a time bomb that they’d soon have to condemn
I wish I could paint them, paint my stripes,
Hide those marks away…