My Weight My Fault

Today I find myself blaming my weight for a certain event that has transpired over the weekend. When ever I feel rejection it is the first place I go to. I think to myself maybe if I wasn't a blob of a girl they would like me. I live in a real world where people love the outside sometimes before they take notice of the inside. I hate it and it hurts because I have so much to give but I find myself standing alone.

It's my weight and my fault no one sticks around.