Shadow Jessica: Yes this is my vegeta-centric poem. No I do not own Dragon ball z all of that stuff belongs to Akira Toriyama and ONLY him.
We are alone in the universe
The universe that has bore nothing but pain,
Suffering, and despair for me in my lifetime
This is truly a universe where a man such as
Myself has to fend for himself
Being surpassed by someone who, by both rank and birthright,
Is one thing that makes me feel humiliated, jealous,
angry (then again, a lot of stuff does)
I, myself, am a loner
One whom does not require help from or a team with other fighters
Yet I always, unwittingly, unwillingly, and unwanted,
Felt like the underdog, although I have never admitted it.
He and I are the last of our proud race of fighters.
I know he is the stronger out of the two of us,
And yet I have been too stubborn to admit it.
Being under that monster's servitude most of my life,
I have watched, and even participated, in the mass murders of whole
Races, have seen pain and sorrow
In the eyes of these people. I showed no mercy.
In the end, after betraying Frieza, he killed me.
That stupid baka, kakarot, has stolen my glory.
My only wish, besides to produce an heir, is to surpass
Kakarot and take back that which he has stolen from me:
My dignity, my pride, my glory.
One day, I will make him suffer through everything that I have.
I will humiliate him, take away his dignity and his pride.
I will overpower him. I will show him what it is like to be me;
To be Prince Vegeta!