I see the good in people and I feel like an optimist.
But I hear about the evil in the world, and it makes me a pessimist.
I don’t want to seem like a downer, so I say I’m a realist.
But is it a lie to tell people I am a realist
If, once upon a time, I felt like an optimist
But the world beat me down into the shape of a pessimist?
Or, am I actually a fake pessimist?
Lying to myself about being a realist,
When I am secretly an optimist?
I think, as a realist, I am just an optimist who wants to be a pessimist really badly.
– Shaman Romney 2016
I’ve wasted time crying,
Wasted time giving up.
Wasted time with indecision,
With not trying hard enough.
I’ve wasted time with hatred
I’ve wasted time with fear
Wasted time with anger,
Wasted so many of my years.
I’m tired of being wasted
Tired of being stoned.
Of waking up with doubt and regret.
I’m tired of being alone.
So I’m trying to make it better.
I’m trying to make it right.
I’m trying to keep on fighting
To one day have a better life.
I don’t know if I can make it
I don’t know if I’ll ever win.
I don’t if this is worthwhile
But I’ll try, again and again.
-Shaman Romney 2015
The Path
I have no idea where I am going
I have no idea where to start
My mind leads a path to nowhere
Confusion is what leads my heart
They say that the path will show up
If you just try to see
You’ll find your way to happiness
You’ll find your thing to be
But what does one do
when they cant see the way?
Do I rot in desperation?
Do I wither away?
I don’t know where I’m going
But I have to try
Maybe when I reach the end,
I will know why.
Shaman Romney 2014