there's no I in team

so guess I ain't apart of one

standing alone

in a couple facade

as if forever and

teamwork are possible

rushed over with reality

flooded by the

self preservation mentality

drowned in my ill conceived

hopes of higher

than the ability

that exists

as always my mind

resists the truth

as if its unable to

accept the ruthlessness

of this mess

i dream as a relationship

until by reality i'm picked

and emerged in the storm

of honesty

my tears the drops

and my pain the thunder and lightening

but i guess it's just another

rainy day