Caught Up

I didn't intend... for this to be my end Early on, I had dreams of college But instead, I acquired street knowledge High marks in breaking and entering With masterful skills in cunning and scheming Caught up! I didn't intend... for this to be my end Creeping and lurking in the darkness My outer and inner void of lightness Slipping and dipping around corners Stability and morality in my feeble state were like foreigners Caught up! I didn't intend... for this to be my end Now, tricking and cracking for an ephemeral smile Not living but merely existing like a thrown-away child Spiraling down into a burning canyon of nihility Now, shamefully busted and disgusted I am, as I should be