Imperfection

I'm always the wrong but I don't care, I have my own mind; I take my share. Everyone's looking at me like I'm crazy, but I state my mind. I'll move on in life, leave everything else behind. I'm an imperfection but I like that, I live free, like a stray street cat. My thoughts may seem like an error to you, But the path less taken is the one I go through. You're so plain; I can barely see you exist. You're like everyone else, you don't resist. So call me stupid, call me crazy. But I can laugh while you're left hazy.