My mind.

It's been weird lately.
Well, not so much just my mind,
but I won't go into detail.
It's just that,
hmm...well,

I'm starting to....

...quite a bit

but I don't know what to do
I've been told "Just Do It"
by more than just Nike commercials.
Friends.
They must know something I don't.
No, it's a process, sort of.
"Rome wasn't built in a day..."
is the one that's always used.
But neither was anything else.

When we were created
they made us complex.
A little too complex.
We have abilities and knowledge
that no other creature has,
but they didn't overlook that.
They put in the security checks,
to make sure it wouldn't all be used.
The codes can be cracked
we can tap into those reaches of our mind and body.
I guess it's been limited though.
Some they'll let you have, but the rest limited.
Limited, of course, granted you don't tap into them.
I'm not sure how to do it, I know I have tapped into some of them.
The one I'm completely sure about is the one surrounding my mind.
It's almost completely unnoticeable, but it's there.
The field around your mind preventing it from letting to much in or out.
My mind has changed.
My thoughts are exactly that now.
My thoughts.
My thoughts are my own.
It has caused arguments with my mother, and her accusing me of thinking that "just because you're 18, you think you can talk like this now."
I reply,
"No, it has nothing to do with the fact that I'm 18. It has to do with the fact that I realize I can form my own opinions."
Which is the simplified version I give her.
What it is is that I've realized that my mind is my own, my thoughts are my own, and not what this person says has to be believed.
I wouldn't argue with my mom about things like, disrespecting her or anything, but something like this:

I told her that if I came home, and I smelled like cigarettes, cause I had been smoking them, that I don't think I should get in trouble, because (this is where being 18 does come into play) I am 18 and can legally smoke cigarettes. Now, I would never smoke, maybe socially, and perhaps only one if even that, but I despise the things, besides, I always get my mom to stop smoking when she starts again. Anyway, she tells me that, you live with grandma (cause I do right now), it's her house, blah blah. rules.whatever. Point is, she doesn't realized that I've unclouded my mind, it really has nothing to do with turning 18, just thinking more.

If only those regions of the mind could be tapped,
we would all know too much,
and simply cease to exist.

But back to what I started on.
I'll see what I do,
and whatever I do
when I do
I hope it goes well.