I have a best friend, a sister really,
So I wrote her this poem, it's nothing silly,
If you knew her you'd know,
She's really pretty,
I mean really, abnormally,
But she doesn't believe it,
She asks why doesn't that size fit,
But I wish she could see,
That she is perfect the way she was made to be.
(as a little context, my friend struggles with eating disorders, so I wrote her this poem one day, because I thought she needed to hear it)
