A quitter

I have worked out every small detail
In this plan I've made
This thing which cannot fail
I dare myself to do this one thing
You can have my car
Go and take everything
All that's good is gone
It's gone
I have tried too long
I don't think I'll miss my Mom and Dad
The class I cut
All the friends I never had
These things I won't miss won't miss me
My house, my block
The baby bird that I set free
The dance that I was never asked to...
The teachers that thought they knew me
They'll all remember what I did
They'll ask "Who's fault was it?"
"Oh she was just a kid.."
I'll be glad to go, you see
You don't even know me
Not at all