Brave New Voices: " That Girl" (HBO)





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Published on Apr 10, 2009

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Brave New Voices: " That Girl" (HBO)

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Miss Cole
This was so deep, you could almost feel the pain in her voice, wow..
Davila Doll
We got that waiting in the clinic silence. That shhh don’t tell nobody what we did silence and Im so tired of being your hamper that I’m about to dump out those week old stained ketchup secrets and do laundry in that silence You like keeping it quiet. But my vagina is not your walk in closet. You wanna stuff your unmentionables through me, Wanna place to hang up your insecurities, Want me to keep check of your hand me downs and Prada, Waiting for every occasion to put me back behind closed doors and lock me in the darkness. Nobody knows you hold my hand And nobody knows I call you baby And nobody know you write anonymous poems about me the type you can’t post on Facebook. Because regardless of what you may think I’m worth or what you may think I deserve, I will never be that girl, The girl that’s only allowed to make you smile when she´s making you orgasm, that girl whose day job is daydreaming waiting for her night job. That girl who´s so in love she will turn her body over for your superficial touch. You hide me behind lock doors and bed sheets because if you dare reached out Then everybody would still know that it was still about me. So that in your heart and in your mind your still wrapped up in me. My teardrops you own them, My hearts strings you got them tied around your pencils and fingers. Yea, you may say it´s over And you may never tell me that you love me But you don’t have to cause your silence speaks volume. You wanna hold me in your arms rock me to sleep then act like you don’t know me. As if the moments we spent together are some kind of down payment. As if my bedroom were lay away And that’s all you ever do is layaway Pull up beside me but in the morning pull up the hoodie and run the other way. I’m like that bastard child The reason Daddy never stuck around in the first place But for me rejection doesn´t come every other weekend.. It comes when you lower your head and pass by without speaking And I remember there was a time you could barely take your eyes off me. I just don’t understand why its not okay for you to love me. I guess you just want me to be that girl. The girl everybody wants to sleep with but nobody wants to be with. That girl Only good enough for finding a suitable replacement. And not trying to make up for the mistake But you try to convince yourself that she means everything and you want nothing to do with me But come on baby she looks just like me! Read the signs or at least the facial features Cause I was your first, your only, The prototype and she´s just a duplicate And you can never make copies without first consulting the blueprint! You know what they say the sequel is never better than the original. And she tries to write you stories but you know they’re only half as good, So half squinting you only hold her half as tight as you should. Cause your other half is tangled between my bed sheets, And your other half is complete within my mind, soul, and body, And your other half is french tonguing me Monday through Friday. I’m not fighting for joint custody. I’m fighting for RESPECT Cause I will never be content with being your back door hoe. Your something on the side, Your something to do on those lonely weekends, Your closet freak. You will never produce me to be a skank and a whore that will love you. I’d rather spend every night crying alone on my bedroom floor than to ever be “that girl”! 
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sade joe
Davila Doll wow
Omg today's generation young women need to reclaim their self worth and listen to this
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Liz Nava
When my ex asked me if I could come over late night .. so we 'could do things' I remembered this poem and said no I will never be 'that girl '. Thank you Alysia Harris . 
Katy Wilson
So proud of you x
Evelyn Rivera
Don't beat yourself up over it. We've all been there. Today, I'm married to a man for 13 years who raised my sons as if they were his. But that would not have been possible had I not stopped being "That Girl". Please don't beat yourself up over it. What's done is in the past. Do YOU. Improve YOU. Find your faith in any pantheon you choose. And forgive yourself. As Maya Angelou said: "When you know better, you do better".
Maame Afia Akuamoah
September 2016.. I'm still feeling this❤
sarah light
Maame Afia Akuamoah January 2017 I still feel this
Makumbha Shanti
This is when a poet reveals her brokeness in words that not only grab you up but wake you up. This how a poet teaches the people and demands they not only pay attention and listen but that they remain speechless as the construction of her sentences are so on point. Yet pain is so raw you don't see the poet you feel her story.
AleSha L
I've watched this too many times..
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cuuteypi sofly
Me too !! This poem is the best
cuuteypi sofly
Naomi Arato exactly me too !!
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I'm currently going through the exact thing that she's talking about in her poem with a guy that fucked me and left
Cookie Tweets
^^ Preach
fab M
Thats what they do Stay strong you will find someone worthy of you 🌺
Micaela Opoku-Mensah
If you look closely, there are tears in her eyes! 😞
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Stephen Myers
You don't even need to look closely. she's braking as she walks off. Things to teach your grandsons.
Lennon Juice
Who was? Whats his name?
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Jasmine Howell
The fact that he was in the audience..
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Jasmine Howell
+YouthIsOnMySide In another video where she performed this poem, she said that the first time she performed it (this video)the guy she was talking about was a spectator in the audience. 
Was he the one reciting the poetry with her? And i dont understand what u mean either
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She's so brave! She did this on national T.V with the dude in the crowd...I watched her interviews
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Kate McAuliffe
Chloe Mullen-Wilson right?! that's what cab rides home is about.
Taylar Powell
+ThyckTwizz This is a really late reply but if you still want to check it out she did talk about the backstory of this performance when she recited this piece again in 2012. If you look it up on YouTube it should be the second video.
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