A Summer Flower

Life is an illusion, just a shadow, a reflection in a mirror.
A wall of laments from the real me.
Life is déjà vu, just a dream, an abandoned building.
  
A windowless room, and a haunted house.
Life is a controversial teacher, nothing more, a thread of lies tied to a knot.
  
Foolish, who wants to know the truth!
Life is a summer flower,
it's passing away, it's been dying every day since I was a kid.
  
Then why fear an end that isn't ours?
Life is an illusion, just a dream...