"are you happy?" is such a difficult question.
i always say yes, because i have friends
i laugh at jokes, i go out a lot and have fun
my life isn't as bad as it could be and
i don't have terrible problems
it could be worse.

but then, one night at 3 am when i'm alone,
still awake, lying in bed, thinking about life
i find myself crying my heart out
suddenly i am convinced that nobody likes me or
nobody will ever like me.
i feel horrible and i question everything i had

and i don't know if i was ever happy at all.