This Poem Halsey Shared At The Women's March Says Everything

    The singer gave an emotional reading at today's Women's March in New York City.

    Thousands of women took to the streets across the country Saturday to mark the one-year anniversary of both President Donald Trump's inauguration and the incredible mobilization of women who marched in protest that day.

    Halsey was invited to address the crowd in New York City. "I don't really know how to do a speech unless it rhymes, so I'm gonna do a little poem for you guys," the Grammy-nominated singer began.

    here is my entire “A Story Like Mine” poem from today’s #WomensMarch2018 in NYC tw: rape / assault. Thank you.

    In a spoken word poem, the 23-year-old recounted her own experiences with rape, molestation, and womanhood.

    People were incredibly moved.

    This is extraordinary. Thank you @Halsey for your art, your words, your ferocity.

    @halsey Very brave and incredible speech. One I won't soon forget. You're incredible at everything you do.

    @halsey thank you for your speech "every friend that I know has a story like mine" this line is too heartbreakingly…

    The full text of her speech is below. It really is not to be missed.

    It's 2009 and I'm 14 and I'm crying
    Not really sure where I am but I'm holding the hand of my best friend Sam
    In the waiting room of a Planned Parenthood
    The air is sterile and clean, and the walls are that not grey, but green
    And the lights are so bright they could burn a whole through the seam of my jeans
    My phone is buzzing in the pocket
    My mom is asking me if I remembered my keys 'cause she's closing the door and she needs to lock it
    But I can't tell my mom where I've gone
    I can't tell anyone at all
    You see, my best friend Sam was raped by a man that we knew 'cause he worked in the after-school program
    And he held her down with her textbook beside her
    And he covered her mouth and he came inside her
    So now I'm with Sam, at the place with a plan, waiting for the results of a medical exam
    And she's praying she doesn't need an abortion, she couldn't afford it
    And her parents would, like, totally kill her

    It's 2002 and my family just moved and the only people I know are my mom's friends, too, and her son
    He's got a case of Matchbox cars and he says that he'll teach me to play the guitar if I just keep quiet
    And the stairwell beside apartment 1245 will haunt me in my sleep for as long as I am alive
    And I'm too young to know why it aches in my thighs, but I must lie, I must lie

    It's 2012 and I'm dating a guy and I sleep in his bed and I just learned how to drive
    And he's older than me and he drinks whiskey neat and he's paying for everything
    This adult thing is not cheap
    We've been fighting a lot, almost 10 times a week
    And he wants to have sex, and I just want to sleep
    He says I can't say no to him
    This much I owe to him
    He buys my dinner, so I have to blow him
    He's taken to forcing me down on my knees
    And I'm confused 'cause he's hurting me while he says please
    And he's only a man, and these things he just needs
    He's my boyfriend, so why am I filled with unease?

    It's 2017 and I live like a queen
    And I've followed damn near every one of my dreams
    I'm invincible and I'm so fucking naive
    I believe I'm protected 'cause I live on a screen
    Nobody would dare act that way around me
    I've earned my protection, eternally clean
    Until a man that I trust gets his hands in my pants
    But I don't want none of that, I just wanted to dance
    And I wake up the next morning like I'm in a trance and there's blood
    Is that my blood?
    Hold on a minute

    You see I've worked every day since I was 18
    I've toured everywhere from Japan to Mar-a-Lago
    I even went on stage that night in Chicago when I was having a miscarriage
    I mean, I pied the piper, I put on a diaper
    And sang out my spleen to a room full of teens
    What do you mean this happened to me?
    You can't put your hands on me
    You don't know what my body has been through
    I'm supposed to be safe now
    I earned it

    It's 2018 and I've realized nobody is safe long as she is alive
    And every friend that I know has a story like mine
    And the world tells me we should take it as a compliment
    But then heroes like Ashley and Simone and Gabby, McKayla and Gaga, Rosario, Aly
    Remind me this is the beginning, it is not the finale
    And that's why we're here
    And that's why we rally
    It's Olympians and a medical resident and not one fucking word from the man who is President
    It's about closed doors and secrets and legs and stilletos from the Hollywood hills to the projects in ghettos
    When babies are ripped from the arms of teen mothers and child brides cry globally under the covers
    Who don't have a voice on the magazine covers
    They tell us take cover

    But we are not free until all of us are free
    So love your neighbor, please treat her kindly
    Ask her story and then shut up and listen
    Black, Asian, poor, wealthy, trans, cis, Muslim, Christian
    Listen, listen and then yell at the top of your lungs
    Be a voice for all those who have prisoner tongues
    For the people who had to grow up way too young
    There is work to be done
    There are songs to be sung
    Lord knows there's a war to be won

    - Halsey, New York City, Women's March 2018