Little Miss Perfect(?)

They never said life was fair but this is getting out of hand.
I've mastered the classics, made the grade, raised the bar, set the standard. I am Her, I am It... I am No one. They said "you can be anything you set your mind to" but they all lied. Surprise! Here's my life! I've done it all, and for what? 

Here stands Little Miss Perfect. College degree, graduated with honors. Straight A student. Teacher's pet. Talented musician. Published author. Kind. Funny. Caring. Generous. Intelligent. Bright blue eyes. Killer smile. Showers often.

Remember the girl who slept around in high school? She's now happily married. Or the one who got pregnant by mistake? Happily married, owns a house, and has a third on the way. That guy who dropped out of college? Has a career that he loves. Remember the guy who got arrested? He's living the dream, traveling the world, making millions.

But what about me? I didn't make your mistakes! But they seemed to win you your life. How did I miss the memo? Did I get off at the wrong stop?

Slight OCD tendencies. Many thoughts, few friends. Single. Tossed aside. Pushed away. Never good enough. Dead-end jobs. Owns nothing. Owes everything. No one to tell good night. No one to comfort. No one to care for.

I saw a shooting star, and I made a wish. I watched it journey across the sky, through the darkness of creation. In the end, that star went nowhere. It fell. It burned out, fizzled away, lost its light to the darkness. So much for that wish. There's been a shift. A tilt of the earth on its axis, and a life spins out of control. I have everything. I have nothing. I have God, and that is enough. It has to be, because there is nowhere else to turn.