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.
