I Cry Inside

(A/N: I was inspired rather quickly by this, and I know it stinks. It's interesting really. . . to the
tune of "Don't Cry For Me Argentina.")



My name is Rachel

I can't tell you much more now than that

Because the Yeerks are here

Come to enslave us all

You don't believe me

All you will see is a girl you once knew

Though she's so reckless and brave,

Is she the right one for you?



We have to do it, we have to kill

In order to get us this far

Couldn't just back out of it all

Staring out from the inside

Staying out of Harm's way

We fight for Freedom

Running around wreaking havock galore,

It never impressed me at all

I never expected it to



I DO cry for all my victims

Though it may be deep down inside

All through our wild days

Our mad existence

We keep up the fight

We're the resistance



And as for morphing

And as for pain

I never invited them in

Though it may seem to you

They were all I desired

They are illusions

They're not the solutions

They promised to be



I DO cry for all my victims

Though it may be way deep down inside

All through our wild days

Our mad existance

We keep on fightiing

We're the resistance.



Have I said too much?

There's nothing more I can think of to say about Yeerks

But you only need to look at my eyes



To see that every word is true.