Written off?

Staring at your own reflection, but it’s a stranger you see
Looks right back at you, wonders where you went
For those roads there for you to make, for you to take
Have come undone, now denied of all you dreamt

Where do you disappear, we see you right here
Bring back your mind, it wanders against its own will
For those meanings of life that don’t get clear
Blanketed and thickly veiled, hiding an unknown fear

I am my own reflection and that which stares at me is me
Don’t recognize myself anymore, I believe the mirror is dirty
For lost is that road I keenly started to walk on
Seems the direction was washed away in a chaotic storm

Afraid that my conversations with myself are over
And those exclusive experiences have disappeared
But there in my hand I still clutch my forever hope
Even though today these locks are around
Tomorrow I am sure, my keys will be found.