MKL

Am I a temple?

My body is a temple. That’s what my church camp told me

But the first time I gave my body away it felt like a prize

That guy wanted me but I didn’t want to give myself away

It felt as if he won me and was taking his prize home 

After that my body was a prize for every man who came across my drunk self

Even if I was lifeless they took me

Over and over they took sex as nothing

And now I am useless

Because no one wants  me

Even if it’s just my body