My name was picked before birth,

It followed my mum through life,

lurking in the shadows, not yet needed.

Waiting, present but with no use.

Misspelled, missaid, mistaken.

Hailee, Baylee, Jaylee.

Never right.

Constantly correcting.

My last name represents the unison between two families.

Dad’s side and Mum’s.

Born out of wedlock

and presented with both names to keep the peace.