Squirrelly Buddy

I'm an ace
I deface
yet I can't replace
the face
in which all you see is distaste
the feeling that there's nothing to trace
the place
I embrace
where I get to the base
of troubles to which I can not erase
if only something was here to encase
the feeling of doubt when I can't rhyme with "ace"
if I were in star wars I'd reach hyperspace
but due to the physics in this commonplace
the only thing to get to is outerspace
but the race
can not yet turn into a chase
and yet you still rest on that pillowcase
while I consume knowledge held in this bookcase
now I don't debase
to all lowercase
SO EXPERIENCE THIS ONE LINE IN ALL UPERCASE
this interface
is my own headspace
welcome to this subspace
in which I claim my space
is the unit of my brain that functions my boldface
now aboutface
at the end of this foot race
as I tie together both the ends of your shoe lace
don't feel disgrace
'cause I can beat you anyplace