Name (A poem)

I used to think "my name is pretty lame"

So many girls being called the same,

Made me develop a need to up my game.

But then I asked myself what is the true aim?

I am called after a flower called Jasmine

Sadly the only word that I found that rhymes with that is dragon

Back to the point, or more like the line

It's a flower with a smell that reminds me of home

My grandfather would tell me the whole tree is mine

"You can pick any flower of yours and enjoy it's arome"

But then, things started confusing,

And I started getting confused.

I was taught from a young age,

That my name was written as Yesmine

Yes with an e in the end and it lies in between

The s and the y 

And a lot of people would ask me why?

So I started conforming

It was first by letting people write my name the way they please.

I thought maybe I would feel more at ease.

The variations were always fun to see,

Write my name wrong, but at least you know me.

The a took place of the e,

And it was a relationship similar to the one 

That you may see in the sky between the moon and the sun.

They were never together always apart

They took each other's places from the very start.