Little Ms. Perfect sat inside,
With her nose in books,
Watching her GPA grow.

Ignoring the world outside,
Buzzing with life,
Just below her window.

It didn't interest her,
She had a plan to stick to,
A way through the life that she knew.

Until the day that little Ms. Perfect,
Realized life isn't perfect,
And away those plans went.

Now when she looks at her days,
Without regret,
She says they're days well spent.