Children scream for ice cream

people can shout just for fun

I'm way past my teen years

and death will get me soon

she'll never love me,

my brother won't forgive me

were they not both dead, my parents

just sick in bed

I'd send them dead leaves

and then thank them a ton

they raised me to be

this man, who's always their son

I'm not just your boy, my dears

you're not just the sun.