What's it like to be loved?

What's it like to be happy?

Those questions I would love answers to.

Being loved? Yea I'm loved...but not by many.

Being happy? Yea. That like never happens.

It hurts when I have a black hole in my heart.

It hurts when I have two dead colored eyes.

It hurts when I listen to the thoughts in my head that put me down.

But how am I supposed to do anything?

Being loved. Yea it sounds nice...but I'm not that loved.

For all I know only a couple people care.
But...

I still hurt