It is easier following footsteps when the toe prints at the front.

Unless you’re quite adept at going backwards, but I’m not.

Backward facing footprints always head to where they’ve been

I could have even travelled there. Maybe I just forgot.

I doubt that I will ever pace a path that’s not been trod before

And If ever get there I will surely be surprised.

I might just take a pile of wood and tools to build a door.

Then lock the thing behind me, Locked in my own demise.

But knowing how I travel, I will probably lose the key.

And lock myself in somewhere nobody else will ever go.

Then maybe I will realize the stupidity that’s me.

Then likely lose myself to death, and no one else will know.

Bugger, Bugger everything, I am staying on the Highway.

I have never known quite where I am, plus I’m regularly Lost.

I’m better suited more to never doing things my own way.

I’m a ‘go in circles’ type of guy, but I can’t afford the cost.