The Wrong Road

You look at me and I don't fit in your structure
If you don't like me that's your problem, not mine
I can assure you I don't need your compassion
You think that I'm not happy but I laugh, laugh, laugh
Everyone thinks I took the wrong road
But I do like it
Everyone thinks I'm going astray
But I do what I want
I don't have neighbours to endure my dreadful temper
I'm used to changing name and address all the time
Try to control me and I'll be your worst headache
Or I'll slip away and you won't even have a chance