Rip my heart out (see note)

You know that each of us started somewhere just like              
you. And I don't want to be attracted to tinsel                
I don't need a Villa or an infinity pool,                
though I think about them sometimes                
These are specters I may chase in my mind                
dreaming over the sky, above the clouds, just slightly                
above. And if only I could capture my feelings in words                
in the same way that they consume me                
then you could at least see into my heart even                
without my ripping it out, something I do often      
I know that falling lower I may not succeed                
Maybe it's for nothing, plans may crash but I am always                
trying and possibly that counts for something                
And although the accident may hurt when it cracks the                
hull, a young desire is ready for everything                
See my friend, with each challenge I aim to grow                
Your own presentation overwhelms and inspires                
And hunger triggers the fight for the future                
The Buddha, or was it mom, says the best push is                
that which is given without being prompted                
I saw your heart on the page and although                
it was big, red, and beating which was maybe                
a little strange, I liked it a lot                
               
And you understand that others live here                
sometimes needing help, needing a push                
               
Have a goal or you will become one, want                
for something still more challenging                
Take and believe, and faith in miracles                
does not make you good at anything                
But without it maybe we would all be losers                
I can feel it, even though it might hurt                
I may crash but it is important to see your mistakes                
Willing, I always want more                
I do not understand people who give up                
and let the objective go quickly                
And I want to keep asking and listening                
to what is given in tact, and reading...                
And if you chant a mantra full of assurances                
One sensation, here I am                
I am here and I will try to be better                
Goals are worth a lot of criticism    
I know you have succeeded and you have a gift                
And maybe I can too                
               
And although I feel you have something I lack           
I cannot go back when doubt and uncertainty appear          
And in this fight I can't count the losses                
You have the gift so move to conquer the world                
You asked me to rip my heart out on the page,                
but this is just a quick glimpse inside