Fading away

Every day seems to be growing longer and longer.I sit here in class thinking about what i can change and what i can do so that people woulndt say the things they do. I wonder if i stop talking to everyone maybe that will change things i think that maybe im going to try and do that and see what that does because im just done trying......because all its doing is hurting me in the end. Why cant people accept me for who i am? thats the real question here.I mean sometimes i just want to crawl up in a ball and cry but that doesnt seem to be a good idea.