Sharing poetry be like

I can't write down my fantasy football team Or perhaps I could Somehow dividing my traits into useful players My over confident exuberance - striker Neurotic overthinker - goalie Quick thinking analytic condemnor - attack/defence Overcompensating fixer - whatever periphery players are But poetry to the none interested is this Having unsharable ideas that could be great, might be But you have to find someone who cares They not only have to like poetry but like you So even if my best friend has an amazing fictional line up With the best will in the world I have nothing to engage But there is an audience, an enthused one Same as someone apologetic talks in that football space, shares a great team - nothing, they've not sold it I'm not selling it, I'm pulling punches, I'm not building any likeability Just showing how my brain works I can't take it on the road nor leave it here But I can't keep it in I've whipped up my team to get out on the field They are created rather than fictional Would I have a better team if some of them were switched out? "Bring on fine and dandy, stay on the bench self loathing" "Red card inner critic" Am I better playing with less? I definitely have tactics - confidence up front when on the field Keep neurotic overthinker marked I need a better manager, my coach isn't invested I could definitely take home titles If I straighten up my team, give them direction But I get embroiled in the side squabbles See how the poem is chaotic? There's good stuff to say, but it's scattered Plus too long winded for anyone to attempt You'd have to like me to get this far Or have skipped to the end, tell me the bit about skipping is good I could rework this - it has good bones But it needs to leave my possession Without me saying a word I don't want to risk being boring Or maybe it's just another void to whisper into