Surprise

As I walked outside,
The wind urged me to tell,
My secret that nobody knows.
I try to keep it inside but it doesn't sell.
There's more to me than what you see.
I'm more than book,
More than just sports,
And much more than my looks.
Come to the butterfly graden with me,
You will see the real me.
My phobia of things that fly like butterflies and bees.
Don't call me book worm
My name is the girl that flees.