Amid a crowd, there's always one,
A person who seeks the spotlight, never done.
They'll do whatever it takes, to be seen,
To be the center of attention, always keen.
The bida-bida, always in the lead,
Eager to be in the limelight, never in need.
They'll tell a joke, or sing a song,
Even if it's not their turn, they'll never be wrong.
They'll interrupt, and take the stage,
Making sure, they're not in the background, but on the front page.
They'll act, and speak, without a care,
Being noticed, is their main affair.
But as the bida-bida takes the stage,
Their true colors are hard to gauge.
Behind the facade, there's a different story,
Of someone who's seeking love and glory.
Perhaps, they've been hurt, or feel alone,
And attention is a way to atone.
Or maybe, they just want to be heard,
And to be seen is their only word.
o let us not judge, the bida-bida person,
For their actions may come from a deeper reason,
A longing for acceptance, a need to belong,
A search for validation, in which they're drawn.
Let us understand, and lend a listening ear,
For who knows, they might just need a friend to hold dear.
Behind the mask, there's a human being,
With emotions and struggles, that are not easy to be seen.
They may have a story, of pain and sorrow,
And the attention they seek is a way to borrow,
A moment of happiness, a feeling of worth,
And at that moment, they find solace on earth.
So let's be kind, and show compassion,
For the bida-bida person, in action.
In this world, where everyone is seeking,
A little empathy is what they're needing.
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