You stop and stare

You stop and stare,

first at my hair,

short, dyed pink.

Then I see you wondering,

male or female,

you work it out.

Female, short hair.

You stop and stare,

as I walk down the street,

holding my girlfriends hand.

When you realise we are together,

your expression changes,

from happiness to disgust.

You stop and stare,

when I dance like a fool.

When I show love and affection,

you never come near.

You stop and stare,

because I know who I am,

who I love.

You stop and stare,

cos I'm out and proud.

You stop and stare.