Walking corpse,dead while  breathing
Lost hope and shattered dreams
I see broken hearts ,unhealed wounds
Guilt and pain carried over day after day

Come alive,come alive
Know that you have a portion
Within you lies a solution
Why are you hoarding your gifts

Come alive,the times require you alive
No one will do what you are meant to do
There is your purpose,stored within you
Yet you are moping and letting time go

Why are you breathing really?
When your purpose is undiscovered
Constantly sapping and never replenishing
You are meant to be Alive and add value

Come alive this is the land of the living
And Don't think you have much time here
Get over that pain so you can help others
Arise and begin to shine forth