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In a different life, could I really be me?
Be free to live the life I wanted to?
The life I wish for?
Or would it even be me?
Living in an alternate reality
Am I just the sum of all that happens to me
The happenstance and coincidence
Or is it destiny that I'll be who I am?
Was I meant to be me, or am I sum of mistakes and double takes,
second guesses and messes someone needs to clean up?
Would I be able to fix my problems, or would they no longer be mine?
I guess I'll never know
But a different me might
– SR Romney 2022
Wishing I could be different person
Wish I could just become somebody new
However it seems I only worsen
Change comes so rarely, and choices so few
And yet every day I keep on scheming
And yet every day I try once again
Battered but not broken I keep dreaming
Goading myself to work past my disdain
And nobody knows who I am inside
And nobody knows how I think and feel
I push my feelings and troubles aside
To conjure a face of iron and steel
Someday I hope my wish will be granted
And I can become who I want to be
Another tree who’s roots have been planted
Wish I was a stable and happy me.
– Shaman Romney 2021
Wrapped up in dreams of you
Of all the things I couldn’t do
Of all the things I meant to do
When you were here with me
I only have the memory
Wishes of how it’s supposed to be
Regrets of who I couldn’t be
When you were here with me
– SR Romney 2020
No matter how I plead or try
I cannot change my fellow man
No matter how I beg or cry
I cannot make him understand
The only thing that I can do
Is live my life the best I can
Through actions I hope to show you
How to become a better man
– Shaman Romney 2019
I feel like I am a duality,
A two person harmony
A pair of people sharing
One single personality
Flipping back and forth between
Passive and aggressive
Sycophantic and oppressive
Being attentive or dismissive
Standoffish or too permissive
Which one of these is me?
I don’t know.
All of them, none of them,
Only the parts that I show?
– Shaman Romney 2018
We won’t know when world war three will hit
Until we are knee deep in shit,
Dragging ourselves through it
We don’t know how it will start
But we all will play a part
Whether its through politics or Walmart
And I’m afraid my own sanity
Afraid for friends and family
Afraid for what this world will be
But I’ll try to believe in my fellow man
Try to do the best I can
And hope someone has a better plan.
– Shaman Romney 2017
I wish
I could write
Like Robert Frost
Sing like Johnny Cash
Play guitar like Eric Clapton
Dance like Michael Jackson
I wish
I had their
Passion
Drive
Dedication
I wish
I was more like them
I wish
I was less
Like me
-Shaman Romney 2016
Guitar in the corner
Slowly gathering dust
I really should practice
I know that I must
But there’s not enough
Time in a day
At least that is the lie
I convince myself to say.
-Shaman Romney 2015
Busy day at work,
and not a moment to spare
in one’s fleeting life.
Shaman Romney 2014
Shame on The Universe 