The fear hidden deep in my heart was slowly pulled out by the thread.
Who will control the free, perfect body?
Let it become a puppet
Let it become a puppet
Wonderful dance needs it to take off
Spin it, spin it
Let it collapse, let it break (cross out)
Smash it hard (cross out)
Don't be a doll that bores its owner
Don't be an emotionless puppet
Don't do garbage that can't bring laughter to the audience
Don't make expressions that show lack of caring
Don't be resentful, don't complain
Let's dance to our heart's content
If you can't do it
Then let the cute rivets be nailed to the body
nail limbs to the ground
Let others trample on you (cross out)
Throw the head into the fire
Burn and melt (cross out)
What are you doing?
My good friend, stop mumbling.
Come on, let me point it out, the show is about to begin.
Ps: An old theme, the protagonist receives a letter and comes to a manor, is imprisoned, and then tries to escape, learning the truth in the process.
Pss: The main line of the full text is intertwined with the text content, and the diary content will account for 30%.
Intention: choice, hope, unyielding, eternity