Letter To Myself

If I were to write to myself,this is what it would be.

Dear Mind,
For years I have lived with you, Always with no clue. I have no choice to decide whether to listen or ignore. My friends always ask me why I am and I tell them to blame you.
You always think of questions but never any answers. Might I ask you why that is or will you just ignore? I don't know if I'm crazy or just plain messed up. I can't decide any more, so to you I say no more....
EWC