I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
To try and keep my sanity afloat
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And as my greatest wish escapes my throat
I wonder what it is like to be free
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
– Shaman Romney 2021
Another lie lays on its side
And hears the truths that I confide.
Alone, in my protective shell,
Protected by the lies I tell.
Within it’s walls, I can be me
And show the truths I long to be.
Until it’s time to step outside.
Until it’s time, once more, to hide.
I’ll bring my masks and lies to sell
Day after day, and do it well.
Present this stoic face you see
Keep myself under lock and key.
Day in, day out, just like the tide,
I’ll keep my true self deep inside.
But when I sit alone and dwell
And hide from interpersonal hell.
I’ll float in my internal sea;
Among it’s waves, I can be free.
– Shaman Romney 2021