A Cop Out?

Some people say that death is easy,
A cop-out of life
Just a way to give up

Others say that death is hard,
A sacrifice made
To give up everything

I don't know
What is true
But I know my heart's desires

Sometimes I wish I could fall back
Leave this place,
So full of hate

I wish to have a place to hide
A spot to let go of all emotion
Somewhere to be free!

I think that place
Is more than me
I wish to join

Leaving this Earth will be a change
But I can't handle
All this hate