
If I am just an actor
And all the world’s a stage
Should I be content to know
The lines upon the page?
And if I’m just an animal
Held within a cage
Would I be shot down if I
Someday break out in rage?
Would the world just stop and stare
If I weren’t like the rest?
If I decide someday that I refuse
To take the test?
And if each man’s an island
Dependent on himself
Would he object if he could not
Go on to greater wealth?
So it seems philosophy
Is not the thing for me.
But I’ll go on and be myself
For no one else I’ll be.