Hold it all Together

I'm sick of being the one
Who holds this all together
I'm sick of being the one
Who sweeps up all the pieces
And glues them on again
I can't be the stable one anymore
Not when I'm falling apart inside
I'm shattering in here
And no one notices,
They are all too focused on their lives
Not even him
Sometimes he talks to me and listens
While I cry and he acts like he used to
But other times, he pretends he didn't get my text
Or doesn't listen well enough
And nobody seems to get this crazy world
But me
Why can't anybody else see that its so pointless
To fight the way they do?
And I'm running out of glue,
To hold it all together