Love Stick

Burning flesh on fire feels nice but it's not mine
It's those who have condemned me...they speak such toxic lies
I lye here in the ruins of sex and sinful things so I can feel loved by anyone but me.
Is it what you wanted?
Am I just a love stick?
A stiffness long and thick?
Finding refuge from the storm
After all, we all are scorned.
Am I just a body?...
carnal urges and desire?...
Just sex me like I'm candy
I'll be the fool...
You be the liar...