Vegeta's Poem

Bulma, you were the first to show me love

Kakarotto, you were the first to show me mercy

Trunks, You were the first to show me life through diffrent eyes

Bulma, I became Obssesed with the love you showed

Kakarotto, I became Obssesed with Being Better Than you

Trunks, I became Obssesed with Protecting you

Bulma, You Blinded me with this Human Emotion

Kakarotto,You Blinded me with the Great power you possess

Trunks, I was Overjoyed to see you so powerful and so young

But I was Blinded By Pride.. all My Life, A Saiyans Pride

is like his Lifestyle, It Determines his Deathstyle, Have to

Keep on Searching, for the unattanable goal To Live life

With a great Wife, Son, And friend.. But whats to come of the prince?

A prince with no surviving race? Grief, Death?? Theres Nothing left

There is no Prince Just a fallan Saiyan Wanting to come home, theres

nothing more that i want, Just to be Home, our race has Crumbled,

Yet The Prince who is now no longer, surpassed by a 3rd class Baka

Whats Left for Me? I have to Keep Searching...

My Lifestyle determines My DeathStyle...