Envy

I feel so helpless living out here on my own, like a baby being forced to walk before it even knows how to crawl. It is hard to have to struggle while I watch my people, lazy people, just breeze through life. Things seem to always go there way. Sometimes I wish I had that kind of life. The kind where things just work out for me without any valid explanation except for luck on my side. I am aware that God has a purpose for me, but why can't I just get to that point already?