I watched her as she started, even though she never knew I was looking
She stared at her challenge with thoughts raging through her headOnce feared that she would be dead, she overcame thatBouncing here and bouncing there, only to end up on top after the final bounceSo with every ounce of strength in her she began her raceThe pace kept getting switched up, because that what life doesIt alternates between slow, fast and just hurry up modeBreakdowns would sometimes implode her, yet they molded herShe didn’t know I was watching back then, and she still may not know I’m watching nowBut I stay in the crowd, looking for motivation when I need it mostSometimes, a person’s #1 fan never meets their superstarThey sometimes sit back and watch them, just to inspire themselvesEven if they are a self motivator themselvesWhile I lift, she runsTwo different souls with two different goalsAt the same time, one in particular is a common connectionWanting the same thing, patiently waiting on that to comeBut in the meantime, she set trails, while struggling over trailsLeaving trails of the past behind her in order to maybe find her selfAnd at the end, and she crosses the finish lineShe looks back at what she overcameAnd stands alone at the mountaintop overjoyedMeanwhile, her number #1 fan sits back with a smileShowing support from a farSee you don’t always have to be in someone’s galaxy to be their starRather you don’t need to be a woman’s man to extend your supportive handSometimes, all you have to be is a true friendThat’s what definitely makes some peopleUNIQUE