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 & dad, The cla*s 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 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 "Whose 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.