What is my Road?

I'm feeling so lost,
A feeling like home.
To be coasting along,
With my back to the road.
I thought I'd progress,
But this feeling I know.
I've been tracing the tracks,
And have created a road.

I've been fooling myself,
This much I know.
But to get back on track,
Is the problem foretold.
To walk this life blindly,
And to watch it unfold.
Is a tragic debacle,
To which only I know.

What is my purpose?
I may never know.
What is my passion?
I never could show.
Where am I headed?
Only God knows.
What am I doing?
Only I can control.

I need someone in life,
I've been so alone.
But not just a friend,
I need so much more.
But how may I find you?
When will you show?
No matter how long,
You know I won't go.