I'm glad you're not as pretty

As the girls you long to be.

I'm glad you're a little fat

And I'm glad you've got acne.

I'm glad you've got imperfect eyebrows

I'm glad sports aren't always your thing

I'm glad you're not the smartest in the class

And I'm glad you don't define popularity.

I'm glad for all your imperfections,

The ones that aren't really wrong.

I'm glad that you've got flaws

Though I don't see them as such.

I'm glad that you're not perfect

Because the perfect ones everyone takes away

And I want my bestie to stay.

I'm glad you're my friend.

And I'm glad that you're just ok.

I'm glad you know

That I love you so

And, to me, you're perfect

In every way