Alas, alas...

Alas, alas...

Words like thorns around my neck,
Self, self has always been the obsession.

Yes.
His words were right.
Not right in words, but in thoughts.

In this world, there are many humans who want to become dogs loved for their beauty.
No, there are already many humans wagging their tails as dogs.
How loudly they wag their tails
If each tail were painted with rainbow colors, the world might have remained colored in rainbow hues.

However, those tails couldn't do that.
The tail is where one's heart is fully exposed.
That's why cunning or malice cannot be hidden.
There's nothing but self-wagging.

So perhaps that's why some dogs have cut off their own tails.
They became tailless dogs.
So, in the morning, they appear to wag as if the sun rises
And in the evening, they appear to hide their tails as if the sun sets.
No one has ever seen their tails properly.

Expectations that self will wag its tail on its own
Is it already fading?
It hid its own tail and set fire to the fox's tail.
Crying self, yet the self's tail got trampled.

Even the thorn-like self embedded in the neck will shed