"Hello, My Name Is..."

it's nice to meet you; this is me ~ poem 13/30

I'm a moth drawn to His light
and I dance when it rains;
I am nothing if not cherished
and there's magic in my veins.

My socks don't always match,
But at least they're never dull;
Music is my oxygen
It's sunshine to my soul.

I'm a constellation
Made of freckles on my face;
Flipping through my books because
I never mark my place.

I'm a poet hunting words,
Always chasing inspiration;
I'm forever up at midnight
With my friend, procrastination.

I'm an overthinker haunted
By the things I didn't do;
Overwhelmed by questions
About things I thought I knew.

I am easily excited
Over silly little things;
I love the stars and compliments
And soaring high on swings.

I don't know how to end things
Since my story isn't done;
I know I'll become so much more,
I've only just begun.