I Made Up My Mind

I am not possessed by angelsI'm not held hostage in a hidden room of whispersI'm not a mailman lugging bags of sagging lettersI'm not a lunatic under most moonsnot a mouthpiece for infinity under anyI'm not touched blasted bloated blessed or chosenI'm not a crystal vessel, not anythingwhere the hole is the main point,not empty. I just hear things more clearlywhen I'm listening. Not psychotic.I just know my mind is not just mine. Do you?