To be a sayian

To be strong,

To never know

What went wrong

Was it punishment

Fun?

What happened the day we died?

Was it fate? Or in someone's hands?

Was it me? Did I cause all that pain?

Was it me? Am I to blame?

It was in my hands

I was their fate

Their god

Their hate

Yet I thought I was meant to be

All the things they couldn't be

But I was, I was their hate,

Their pain,

I'm to blame

Did you know it was you?

Did you know what you had to do?

Did you cry? Did you laugh?

When all the sayians, were split in half?

Was it fun? Was it play?

Did all you do, is laugh that day?

When your brothers and sisters

All died, all cried.

When friends and family ceased to exist?

Now the stars are crying

For that bright blue star

That is barley missed.

Why did you kill them?

Why couldn't you see?

That you would kill me?

That's right, I `m gone

With all the people

That you wronged

How could you be

Blinded so terribly?

Why did you kill all those sayians

What did they do for all this pain?

I didn't know

Ididn't know what I had to do?

All I did was sit and stare,

then I cried, I couldn't bare

all the pain I caused

all the death that was me

all the people who died

without any probable cause

I'm sorry, my race

For all I've done

I should be dead with you

Not here alone

For death is terrible

But more so, if you are the causer