Wrong woman

It all started with a wing liner 

A sweatshirt and tight joggers.

It was really cold outside, I messed around and found myself at the club downtown.

I heard a man say, who is that woman in sweatshirt, coca cola bottle, looking like sweet 25?

I bent over to see their hands pointing towards my side. 

I have been here before,

With a sweatshirt by the club.

I was learning to be a woman.

I've been very wrong to that one who brought me smile.

Couple of hours, I would jog down the club to find if someone wrong had some rights in them. 

Wrong woman, I whispered.

All the silent nights of whimper.

Heart has been twisted

Thinking about if those people saw me in them.

I want to be that woman.

Strong, dominant, alpha 

All the while, all I needed to scream was Alohha.

Wrong woman, no love in your life.

Those by the club hit a nerve.

I try to be a man, but they remind me I am stronger to be better for them; my girls by the club, losing and fighting for love.

Wrong woman, say aloha and wake up. 

I find my way home looking at those whose names I don't know, it's been a while on this road.

Wrong woman.

Who wronged you?

*The wrong woman explores the life of a woman who tries to dominate to break stereotype, she has a habit of going where men are so she could study how they are. But for every journey she takes, she is reminded she would be better as a woman.