I THINK I WILL FLY(Provincetown, MA)

There's a lighthouse that you can get to by waiting for the tide to go in. A long Sandy Walk. I know about the people there. Similar to me really. Only now our hearts are different. They couldn't shake all the hurt. I would fly alone. Settle in. Take my walk. All the while just keep looking up. I'm sure they'd be a lot of trouble. See, their hearts changed. I can't convince them. They will want to beat me until I was dead. Why go? They used to know me. They don't remember me They would never hurt because they're mean. They have to take it on someone. They have what I want. They would cry after they realize what they have done. Now, their healing can begin.