it doesn't take much to shut me down

one word from your mouth and i'm crying
in the bathroom third period
looking at my reflection
praying no one walks in

one look of disgust across the cafeteria
and i have to be excused
i have 'business' to attend to
good thing i don't eat
because i wouldn't have been able to keep
the food down like my stuffed emotions

one condition and i'm crushed
by the lack something i wasn't even owed