The answer and the keys

Take me out of these blind lanes, by lanes and alleys -
I cannot keep going this way, anymore!
 I can bear no longer the pain of not being able to be there - where I was meant to be.

Was I meant to be somewhere at all? Or is it that I was destined to wander aimlessly between these blind lanes?

I think my heart has the answer. But it has kept the answer treasured in one of its hidden closest,  whose keys I've lost long back.

So am I now to lookout for the keys or for the answer?

As I keep moving between this dilemma,  I find myself back to those lanes again.