Cut right to the chase

This train called life has kind of de-railed
I have no idea as to where it's located or where it's headed
I can't even remember where I last stopped
I'm looking out the window, trying to recognize these naked trees
but the wind is just blowing in the wrong directon, blurring my vision
I'm lost for words as if that's ever happened
I don't even know if I'm the driver anymore
because when I woke up this morning I was in the passengers seat
God please show me a map of my route
atleast let me know what's my destination
because the last thing I want to lose is hope
I'm on the verge of desperation
I'm asking why? Like I'm 5 again
So many questions left unanswered
I'm growing impatient, I've lost sense of my priorities
I'm lost, don't question me
I'm lost, it ain't hard to see
I'm lost, come find me
I'm lost, give me time
I'll find me, someday, you wait.