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A/N: It's been a while, but I wrote this for someone else and decided it could be used for either Trunks or Goten, you pick.
Where We Are
Everyday we met and everyday we smile.
Respect is what you command from me, and it is what I readily give.
When you leave your smile leaves and comes the words that you think.
Later form another's mouth I hear the things you say of me.
Is it true? I don't want to believe.
But I know that everything is the way you really think.
I am nothing to you, but something to compare your perfect to.
Yes, I know I'm at the bottom, but I don't mind because I won't lie, I will respect readily, but your love is empty to me.
Your name, even if it hurts, is also at the bottom.