Chaotic Pace Poem by Andrus Cassian

Am I the snail in the universe, a sloth
Blame it on me for taking a turtle initiative, going slow and steady
Cause I move too fast like a hare that I just collapse 3 on my floor from boredom
Dread to tell you the truth, what moves fast are my shows
Even my eyes hold still, blinking only when they feel the burn like they caught fire
Forge them into juggernauts so I don't feel this pain again
Go against my genetic makeup, turn me producer instead of a space filler
Here I am just going nowhere
I've been the same stagnant person for as long as I can remember
Jesting like a joker to be taught like a dog a few new tricks
Knick-knacks are what I collect to fill this void growing
Like I need something else in my life I love that I'm not prepared to lose
My bad, did I spill the beans to the plot of my chaotic story
Negate the negativity so I can see this glass half full instead of half empty
Omit this fear, this paranoia screaming at my bravado turning him coward
Please find my Anastasia, tell her to come to me
Question her, ask her, demand her to fork over the whereabouts of the rest of me
Restoration of me relies on what I can replace but I can't replace what she took
She stole from me, disappeared into thin air, another sorceress for my memoirs
Take me to Juliet so I can scream at her for abandoning me
Uncensored, no bleeps nor beeps to mask my frustration
Victory, it would mean victory yet I already claimed my vengeance
Woe is me, I'll never say those words; they don't exist in my vocabulary
Xray me, all I have are broken bones
Years have not been so kind to me
Zero, hey I see you again; make me a hero again or just help me end this...fin'