a poem by Luke Fandrich
It's on principle that I offer my work.
A belief that a few cuts can influence.
A belief that a few seconds is enough.
A belief that I do have something to share.
It's on principle that I offer myself.
Tear me apart.
Build me up.
Maybe see what I see.
It's on principle that I dropped out.
Too cool for school.
Too smart to be dumb any longer.
Too young to feel stuck.
It's on principle that I push.
Even if you won't watch.
Even if you won't read.
And especially if you don't care.
It's all in the principle.
When no one's looking I'm still editing.
When no one's looking I'm still posturing.
When no one's looking I'm still learning.
When no one's looking I'm still here.
I'm not asking for much.
I'm just fishing for a chance.
It's on principle that I offer my work.
A belief that a few cuts can influence.
A belief that a few seconds is enough.
A belief that I do have something to share.
It's on principle that I offer myself.
Tear me apart.
Build me up.
Maybe see what I see.
It's on principle that I dropped out.
Too cool for school.
Too smart to be dumb any longer.
Too young to feel stuck.
It's on principle that I push.
Even if you won't watch.
Even if you won't read.
And especially if you don't care.
It's all in the principle.
When no one's looking I'm still editing.
When no one's looking I'm still posturing.
When no one's looking I'm still learning.
When no one's looking I'm still here.
I'm not asking for much.
I'm just fishing for a chance.