Empty Answers

Answers hiding in dusty shelves
They're remained there, unquestioned
They're remained crying, they're broken

Take-offs from airports full of strangers
Lost is the shred I hope in, that I've grown too much
I wanted to get into nightmares, they were specially created but I couldn't

Empty and simple answers
Have sat for years on my desk
They've stabbed me in the eye and blood flows
The blood's out of need