After My Bubble Bath

After my bubble bath I lie on my bed naked In a pure form For I know that this body is mine And no one else may have it unless I will it After my bubble bath I feel my heart beat, strong Its rhythm courses through my body Moving each vein in time with the beat Only I can feel it, it needs nothing else to complete it After my bubble bath I close my eyes I feel myself spin gently like on a familiar carousel Knowing my past is mine No one knows this story better than I After my bubble bath I turn my head the other way The curves of a new road shake me with the uncertainty of my future I am the only one who has seen this map I know it best After my bubble bath I hear the music in my background It sounds a chapter of my story My story is like no other My story is not over After my bubble bath I finally open my eyes I lie on my bed naked In a form that is now called unclean by twisted morale standards of how one should be The heart beat fades by the onslaught of obstacles called stereotypes that attack me daily My eyes are opened from the realization of my faults in the past The spinning stops from the fears of my future and how it may disappoint all those expectations The music is drowned out by the lives that I must compete with around me After my bubble bath