how alive must you be to die?

A mask of felicity is worn each day
By some who sadly, have lost their way
How alive must you be to die?

Instead of love, some receive just hate
And all they can do is count down the date
How alive must you be to die?

Left locked within a dark, cold room
Some can only contemplate their doom
How alive must you be to die?

Lost, abandoned, nowhere to go
Bereft, forlorn, out in the snow
How alone must you be to die?