Wrong love

Wrong love god,
You can't blame me
You made me like this.
The devil has not got a hold of me,
I wouldn't let him.
I love the very sin which makes man sick,
I'm sorry I don't do dick!
But why be sorry when I have learnt that you forgive,
Now you forgave the very worst of me.
God, what do you expect of me?
All I wanted is to love and be loved.
Yet you carry this sin out on me,
I thought you had died on the cross to set all of us free?
I'm a lilttle confused and angry,
I'm not allowed to love or be normal,
When will these chain's be cut
And the weight be carried.
You had us carry you jesus,
Carry you to your death.
Why don't you carry me
And let the sin be
Afterall you made me god.
You made me so it was a challenge to forgive?
Don't say it's the devil's work
'Cause that means everything in me
Is a fake
And that's not why you had died on that stake.
How could you let me fall like this
So you could pick up the pieces.
I have worshiped you nearly all my life
And what I don't get is a fucking blessing.
'Cause you know god, I'm your test,
To help get other people saved.
God all I now want is my fucking grave.
I'm tiered jesus of living a sin,
Can't I just die on the cross like you
For the sin's I hold too?