I am not a daughter. 

I am a third parent.

I am not a student.

I am a never ending question.

I am not an employee.

I am an asset. 

I am not what I appear to be.

But I am everything I need to be.

My hands have handled hard times.

My eyes have seen struggle.

My ears have heard sorrow.

My lips have tasted victory.

And because of that, my body has transformed. 

I am Taylor; 

A series of mishaps and misfortunes held together by strength and dedication. 

I am a force to be reckoned with.