Otto, the Gen Z dude,
Grew up in a world so rude,
Nice-guys who never spoke up,
Had to accept their lot, stuck.
He wanted more from his life,
He wanted to avoid the strife,
And so he looked for new advice,
Something more spiritual, nice.
He tried mindfulness and yoga,
He liked his peaceful aura,
Things began to turn around,
His friends' views finally unwound.
Otto was now free,
To express himself truly,
With kindness and thoughtfulness,
It's a Gen Z trend, no less.
But sometimes, when these feelings come,
His mind can be overcome,
And he'll find himself back where he started,
The nice-guy still impaired, so hampered.
But Otto is resilient, this we know well,
His kind heart just won't dwell,
On all the worries of the day,
Just keep on striving, that's his way!
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