And Slowly Woman Chisels Away

And slowly woman chisels away at the stranglehold man has had on her for centuries! There I was in an empty room, having my own world filled with darkness and loneliness... As I saw a ray of hope, I'm starting to find ways to break free and create a better version me. Every time you capture Me, I'll sculpt myself differently away from your clutches. Sculpting me out from his grasp, Bit by bit, chip by chip, As tough as it is, The right thing to do, I know. Not as easy task, this is, To bring the hammer down on the relationship, But to get some air and not to choke, The right thing to do, I know. And so she chipped away at society’s iron fist the grasp of expectation others held on her. She realized that who she was meant to be was someone who wasn’t what people expected them to be. Release thyself from the judgment and stronghold of attachment. There will be many such grips. Your courage is the hammer & faith is your chisel. Honor yourself enough to shape your next move. You won't let go Your grip is tight I'll chip away Each day and night I will be free From your hold real soon And then I'll fly Far away from you Chip away, one strike at a time, and you will eventually be free of that which imprisons you. Carving out my freedom from the clutches that capture me.

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