This is a lil bit depressing, but it's a poem from Vegeta's standpoint, basically showing how screwed up people can get if they think too much and haven't really been loved *shrugs* hope you like.

Never

If I can take a little peace within my anger All I really know is how I feel Fixin it is all I really know, all I've ever known What do you see when you think about me? How do you feel when you hear my name? Rage, Acceptance, Indifference, Respect? Do you feel anything at all?

All I have is pride and pride alone My heart is mine to hold Stone or not, you'll never know it. Its meant for the battle, and that's what knows me You don't know me, no one haw ever known.

My life? If I call it that, it might as well be over. How can I survive like this? How can I survive this pollution of my soul? I don't have anything. greatness is an illusion I thought I had it all, but it was never really there Never there. Never.