Stationary as a Stick

Found in a sticky situation,
An object that is scavenging for its original habitat,
It is something not everyone can mend,
Now captured inside a clueless, cramped compartment,
Teasing me in a game of hide ‘n’ seek,
Brown with a frown,
Bizarre expression embedded into its face,
Shedding its last coat,
Passing to new life,
Always treasured,
Stick Man.