One's Resolve

I did as they told me, followed the rules,
protected the good, vanquished the evil.
That drove me mad, doing what was right.
What if I differ? What if I want another path?
I held on. Myself being my only anchor,
keeping me sane in currents of despair.
I'm holding on. Waiting for the day...
The day that I can run in my discovered path.
I'm holding on. I see it, but how can I reach it?
I promise I'll find a way. I'm tired...
Tired of "good", tired of "right."
I will hold on, and won't look back.