DO TEARS DRY?

Thought
I had this thought
Which i never ever fought
Since i was really caught
But still had a doubt
Do tears never dry?

Dry
Do tears dry?
Will i always cry?
Is my soul meant to fry?
Its rescue can't i even try?
I had these questions

Questions
My kidnapped mind was filled with questions
Yet too eager of heroic solutions
I caged myself in all my situations
Yet blinded by my weak observations
Which i never made

Made
For the promise i made
That i couldn't invade
It was a burning shade
Sharpened like a blade
I was tortured here

Here
I was tortured here
Not even with a spear
My heart i couldn't hear
My life she couldn't spare
I was more than a slave

slave
More than a faithful slave
My heart i couldn't save
My master was too brave 
Making me dig my own grave
And i couldn't change

Change
I thought i couldn't change
With her status i couldn't range
She was always acting strange
And i really hoped to avenge
Since i could survive

Survive
Since i could survive
And my life i did drive
I felt so alive
And stayed far from the hive
When i got a chance

Chance
A very golden chance
Appeared in a glance
That i met only once
A princess asking for a dance
I had to agree

Agree
I had to agree 
Since i was then free
From a root of a tree
To its top most degree
Am no longer in pain

Pain
The days I lived with pain
As a slave in vain
I can now sustain
I've got a happy life to train
The tears have dried

Dry
Tears can dry
You can't always cry
Have patience and try
To ask yourself why
Yo will get the answers