All right. This little poem like thing is dedicated to Vegeta, before he
came to Earth. (Not that I hate him then, don't get me wrong.) It's about
the pain he had to go through, when he finally became evil. Because I don't
think that he was born evil. None of the saiyans did. They all went through
difficult phases, especially Vegeta-sama, Nappa, and Raddits. I respect all
three a lot. I know what it is like to have your world collapse around you
in a second. Because before that second, they were not evil at all. Every
being is born pure, without exception, and only life may carve them into
something evil. Each villain has a reason deep down there, and also a lost
innocence.
This little rhyme (if it may be called a rhyme at all, which I doubt) is dedicated to the second when Vegeta buried that innocence, when he accepted being evil.
I stand alone Can't take anymore Thoughts fill my head As I'm crawling toward the edge.
Vegeta's footsteps echoed down the corridor. He shook slightly. It was slowly eating him. The pain. He managed to hold out so long, but now.........
The wind whispers in my ear, I cannot feel Yet I fail to hurt less, My mind is just a mess.
The prince's gloved hands pulled the curtain away. His eyes widened and he bit his lip. No matter how many times he saw this, he trembled. The questions bounced around in his head.
:; Father....Mother....my people all dead, just lying there even after all these years. Father, you stood until the last minute, proud and brave, defending your people. I miss you so...;;
Memories eat me, Voices beat me, The world spins I cannot win.
"I know you will become a super saiyan, my son..."
;; But that is weak, isn't it? I am a warrior, I'm supposed to be cold and uncaring aren't I? Yet I shake at your memory, while I destroy races and planets without a thought. What am I then? Who am I? Do I feel or not? It's like I'm tearing apart.;;
He took his eyes off the site as he began to quake and feel hot tears wanting out.
;; I feel like I'm up against everyone and everything just believing in you. Believing in your dreams. Your dream of freedom. But I can't take it anymore. I'm crumbling; it's making me forfeit. I want to go back and be with you again. But even thinking about that sweet illusion jabs a knife into me. I wish the pain would just go away.;;
I fall to my knees For the sake of forgotten please.
I can't take it anymore... Maybe Freeza is right, there IS no such thing as love. No one cares if I die today, so why should I care about them? Yes, why should I? I don't care anymore! They can all die! If no one gives a shit about me, then neither will I!
I cry out the last voice, I shed the last tear, No more confusion of noise No more fear.
This little rhyme (if it may be called a rhyme at all, which I doubt) is dedicated to the second when Vegeta buried that innocence, when he accepted being evil.
I stand alone Can't take anymore Thoughts fill my head As I'm crawling toward the edge.
Vegeta's footsteps echoed down the corridor. He shook slightly. It was slowly eating him. The pain. He managed to hold out so long, but now.........
The wind whispers in my ear, I cannot feel Yet I fail to hurt less, My mind is just a mess.
The prince's gloved hands pulled the curtain away. His eyes widened and he bit his lip. No matter how many times he saw this, he trembled. The questions bounced around in his head.
:; Father....Mother....my people all dead, just lying there even after all these years. Father, you stood until the last minute, proud and brave, defending your people. I miss you so...;;
Memories eat me, Voices beat me, The world spins I cannot win.
"I know you will become a super saiyan, my son..."
;; But that is weak, isn't it? I am a warrior, I'm supposed to be cold and uncaring aren't I? Yet I shake at your memory, while I destroy races and planets without a thought. What am I then? Who am I? Do I feel or not? It's like I'm tearing apart.;;
He took his eyes off the site as he began to quake and feel hot tears wanting out.
;; I feel like I'm up against everyone and everything just believing in you. Believing in your dreams. Your dream of freedom. But I can't take it anymore. I'm crumbling; it's making me forfeit. I want to go back and be with you again. But even thinking about that sweet illusion jabs a knife into me. I wish the pain would just go away.;;
I fall to my knees For the sake of forgotten please.
I can't take it anymore... Maybe Freeza is right, there IS no such thing as love. No one cares if I die today, so why should I care about them? Yes, why should I? I don't care anymore! They can all die! If no one gives a shit about me, then neither will I!
I cry out the last voice, I shed the last tear, No more confusion of noise No more fear.
