The day judges me.
I don't smile? - I am an emo.
I avoid their eyes? - I am arrogant.
I don't fight back? - I am weak.
No one wonders why.
Instead they use me 'till I am lying on the ground.

Helpless
Defenseless
Alone

The night doesn't judge me.
She embraces me like a warm blaket.
She protects me like a strong shield.
She comforts me like a caring mother.
In the night I can be me.
I can cry and she catches my tears.
I can look into her eyes and she sees my soul.
I can tell her my secrets and she keeps them forever.

She keeps me save.