My Honest Poem

I come from February 17th I’ve always been a shy kid who’s clingy I usually ask for help People tell me I’m loud where I shouldn’t be I hate math I have an ongoing fear of what someone might do to me And I’ve been on my own for as long as I can remember To be honest, simple things are enough I’m not a competitive person I’m most likely thrown into uncomfortable situations I have this weird obsession with seahorses I don’t know what my favorite color is I never know how awkward I’m being until I start to laugh I enjoy writing, gazing at the moon, and above all, listening to music I always seem to run away before people think to push me away I think because it’s safer than rejection You know I wonder what I’d say about me if I saw myself I don’t know what to say half the time Hi, my name is Savannah I’m not so good at introducing myself I like to swim, a lot And I seem to drown in my puzzling woe all the time