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.