Social Insecurity

I wrote this poem a few days ago, it's not very good, but I still feel like posting it here now, otherwise I'll probably trow it away. I'll leave it for you to decide whether you like it or not. I write these small things all the time, on pieces of paper lying around. It's not really suppose to be well written, it's just random stuff that fall into my head. I have other writing that I've put more time and energy into, some of it I post here and some of it will be posted here later.

I want to like you
for what you are not
I dont want to see you
for the things you cannot be...

Where I find you hiding
you always drift deeper
and behind the tears
of restlessness
there is a mature
insecurity...

I dont want to tell you;
This world
is not a place to live in
This world
is not a place to give in...

You always look at yourself
trough other peoples eyes
I wish
one day;
you would look
with mine...

and I dont want to talk
about politics
You know;
we can always sell our feelings
they are always there to buy
You can make yourself a banner
that says; I love myself today!
but what eyes
would you be looking trough then?...

I feel this way because;
I want you to like me
for what I am not
I dont want you to see me
for the things I cannot be

Where you find me hiding
I always drift deeper
and behind the tears
of restlessness
there is a mature
insecurity...