i will change

i wish my hands were broken down
i wish my eyes were taken out 
i wish my mouth would have been cut and Swed
i wish my heart blast inside
my brain would have stopped working
BEFORE
turning
pointing moving creative hands into a type writer
curious bright eyes into tired directionless lens
innocent open full of love heart with highest beat into scared emotionless part of body
never ending questions into never asking mouths
enthusiastic eager reluctant mesmerized always working mind into confused worried full of memory ruthless brain
restless running moving swinging laughing banging soul into uplifted one direction hard to turn stiff hard itchy body
they say with pride and pleasure
that is how they should turn into
that is how they learn about life
that is how we become great professionals
that is how we gain respect
that is how we do our job
i dont understand why they dont understand and i misunderstand that they dont understand