My son,
you are a teenager,
a mutant.
 
a mindless generic alteration
trapped in metamorphic,
hormonal rages.
 
but fear not,
this will pass,
as all things do.
 
I know because
I was once
a teenaged mutant,
until I evolved.
into what I am now,
your father
 
now
I am a mutant
of a different sort.