Am I a Loser

Loser, she says second hand.
Never saw the world like her.
I won't ever see the light hiding in this curtained dome.
Am I happy if she says that I need to come out and play?
Sure as hell, I was when she wasn't around to remind me.
Am I a loser? Asking my friends and their college degrees.
I'm a loner, nobody loves the freak that is me.
I'm not a talker, I'm raising my hand and I'm taking it down.
And I'm a downer, down anything and I'll give you my tongue.