Emptyness and all of the thing feels the same

Emptyness and all of te things feels the same. Everything and nothing.
''You say you've found your way but does it lead to the light?''
''Some feels the pain in a chest, is it possible to be a heart?''
(Some lines from that song)

Few moments of happiness. When they end they remind me that I'm still alive and can still feel. My way is not related with that feel, that good feel of happiness.
People say I'm pure evil, I'm angry and mad all of the time. I can't deny. When here's nothing that brings me joy...