I try to take one day at a time...but sometimes several days attack me at once

What Do you see?
When you look in the mirror
I look too, but all I see are the shadows of me
not yet solid
but not yet gone

I listen to the voices
but it hurts somewhere inside
so deep yet so shallow

so many questions
to much time or to little time?
lost in this world
but not in my sorrows
only in my mind

who says i have to be rational
look at the world...
it hurts to look
But without pain
how are we to know where are hurting

my country is it even mine to call out to?
I am not sure
Where do i stand in this world?
Do i stand by your flag or mine?
who will prosecute me next?
you or even me?

you are me and I am you
but we are not one
chaotic but fighting
fighting for what you ask
for the crazy i tell you

they look at me
I don't see recognition in their eyes
like the haziness of a bad channel
I AM crazy
but then again who is sane in this world of war?