Socially not Accepted.

I always feel like I'm not accepted. I fill my life with things to occupy it just to feel like I have some feeling of a purpose in life. I keep to myself,I don't jump in a conversation, because if I do then there's that fear of becoming even less acceptable in the eyes of my peers. Sure I could be my usual silly dry self,but how long could that actually last.To many just a few moments,and to a few it could mold into a friendship,but more so just an acquaintance. Should I feel anger when others don't accept me,or glad they past and left me to not be worrisome about a possible rejection,just a rejection. However anybody wants to view my life from the outside would see I'm just this person who floats through life and eventually dies. No accomplishments,no voice,nothing,well except a decomposing worthless body.Yep that kid died because my organs were worthless to him.Even in death, I can't even come near to being accepted.