Everyone else has a certain definition
that you can hear just in her name.
But me,
I feel singled out
by this name that I so
It sounds so disgusting;
the very thought of it makes my face pinch.
I hate it.
I hate my name.
It reminds me of where I came from -
and where I'm going to end up.
(The Lion's Den)

a/n: There was a girl born the day after me in the same small hospital with the same first and middle name as me. This almost proves to me I'm completely insignificant, as far as my (stupid) name goes.

another note: I really don't mind my name itself that much. It's the way people say it. A lot of people mispronounce it by adding another syllable and I hate that. I hate when people try to shorten it down to "Dani" because that's not my name. I hate having to always tell people how to spell my name. I understand that my parents obviously had a reason for my name, but to me, Danielle Elizabeth, is…