Otto, of Gen Z fame,
Was a nice-guy through and through.
His attempts to be kind and spiritual
Sometimes led him to feel more blue.
For he was told in his upbringing
To always think of others first.
In the midst of being so nice
It seemed his own needs were lost.
He tried to practice his spirituality
But he often felt uninspired.
He wanted to take time for himself
But it seemed he was always tired.
He found himself pulled in so many directions
That he never stopped to breathe in.
He needed to unlearn his upbringing
And find his inner peace again.
So he meditated and read inspiring texts
Shining light on true growth,
Until his spirit felt reawakened
And his soul had found its home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem