Not So Literally

Burn out my eyes, releave my worries
So I would not need to see, what is blinding me.
Chope off my legs,
So I would not to chase what I can´t catch.
Cut out my heart, cut it into peaces,
make a soup out of it,
So I could have a believe it was usefull to something.
Castrate me, kill my fertility
So I would not to bring my children here among you.
Kick my brain out of my skull and stamp it in the mudd
So I would not be different and fit among you.
Tie me with chains and hang me by what was left of
my body to expose to everyone and then I will be happy at last.
No stop! I have changed my mind.