To Land on Your Feet

I do what I must

I aim to please

I do whatever I can

That might protect me

One must not rely 

On the kindness of strangers

And I am a stranger to all 

So I am forever in danger

To remain unseen, you must shrink

Do this, bring your well-worn mask

Walk softly, swiftly, meekly

And you’ll avoid a knife to your back

All the world’s a stage

And theater is a gruesome business

The script calls for your death, Prince Hamlet

So escape it with an unyielding quickness!

But where can you turn

O prince of a thousand enemies?

You can not trust anyone you know

Do not forget their felonies

Trust only yourself

If you wish to land on your feet

This is the only lasting safety

To make isolation your retreat