Victory

The hardest part is watching
Waiting for you to make your move
Knowing that I can’t force it
Or do it for you
Waiting for that switch to click
For your eyes to open
To the reality that surrounds you
That we all face for you daily
The elevator to success is out of order
You’ll have to use the stairs…
One step at a time
I will walk with you
Every step of the way
Feeling the burn
Sweat beads pouring
Down our hot pink cheeks
No matter how steep the hill
But I cannot carry you
Or drag you up to your victory
You have to want this for yourself.