None of the Above

I should save them.
None of them care.
My friends need me.
None of them know it.
I give my love.
None of them want it.
I need love in return.
None of them give it.
My heart hurts.
None of them heal it.
Am I dead?
No.
Alone?
No.
Insane?
No.
I am none of the above.
I am nothing.