Riddle

I didn't think it was gonna be like this.

I didn't think it was gonna be hijinks in my mind.

Inks spills, what I think kills.

Blink, my heat and seek skills go off to treat ills.

Soul off to cheat thrills.

Roll off the feet; chills when I'm taken pills to doze off to sleep.

Feels like I'm making hills to close off the street.

Deals to show off meek.

Seals to blow off the sheep.

I'm ready to throw off the keep.