Oppisite Poem by karen banks

I'm walking backwards because forward does not get me any where
since I know what will happen
so there's no need to care
my future is my past
but how can that be
I'M TAKING tiny steps DON'T WANNA FACE REAILITY
I am always thinking
but never make the right decesion
i am always dreaming
but I dont have a vision
I am going in a circle straight line so a square
I know all the route's and detores so I drive without a care
dont need a gps and and I am the map
most of my time my car is in park
and rain is my background and my theme is dark
the devil is my god and GOD is under my feet
cant think about my future because my future is weak
since it's oppisite I'm ready to die
and if it wasnt oppisite this whole poem would be a lie