Am i empty? Or i just need some sleep?

I exist but I'm a wreck,
I feel empty and i feel light.
Life so active but living doesn't feels right.
So am i passive? Or the world is cold?
I do feel warmth, but i feel bored.
Is life a living lie? Or it's just reality doesn't revolve?
But I'm living, but i don't feel i exist, or
maybe I'm just a problem that can't be fixed.
So am i neutral? or I'm not just constant?
Who's life lives with light but feels no hope.
I'm a living light they say,
A light that shines bright that completes the day.
Well they're not right, but I don't want them to feel dismayed.
So mostly i act a lie so they will not fade.
So am i really a light? Or I'm the darkness?
I live in a loop of constant sadness,
Void dwells up inside, I'm getting surrounded.
Am i a lie? Or I'm the truth?
I'm a lonely living guy with no youth
Well i just don't want to affect anybody,
But God I'm in danger,
In a world full of hope, I'm a complete stranger.