In this world we live in, people live.  Just simply live.  
In this world we live in, people die.
People die.

Is it more complicated to live than it is to die?
Or isn't the complication of dying, leaving everyone else behind?

What if you woke up tomorrow, only to find yourself dead?
How complicated would that be?
What about your mother, sitting by your bedside, waiting to hug you again?
What about your best friend, dreaming of the day he could talk to you again?
What about your siblings, that are too young to understand but will have to grow up the rest of their lives without you?
What about you. Is it so complicated to simply live? Or simply die?

In this world we live in, people die.
Simply die.