"Are you happy?"

is such a difficult question
I always say yes, because
I have friends
I laugh at jokes, I go out 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, at 3 am when I'm alone
still awake, lying in bed,
thinking about life I find myself
crying my eyes out suddenly
I convince myself 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