Not all men are like those guys

Who stare at you, undress you with their eyes

But I can't tell when I look at you

Which one you are or what you might do

Maybe it's that you just want to talk

But I've done that before and ended up stalked

Shouted at, made scared, often harassed

The worst thing for you is you might be embarrassed

If you think I reject you, are judgemental or mean

But you'd understand if you had seen

What happens if you talk to the wrong sort of man

If you want to help then you really can

Step in if you think someone goes too far

And we will know who you really are

Help make things better, so we can all be free

But it doesn't help just to say it's not me.