You were supposed to

As i walk to you, i let myself go
you were supposed to be my freedom
instead, you're my hell

as you follow my direction
i am now misunderstood
you were supposed to direct me

so you yell help from your gut
i feel the strain, so intense
but how can i help, when i too, am helpless

you scurry with your patterns
patterns of hopelessness
and i set aside my own puzzle, to collect yours

when your supposed to be my king
you become my peasant
so this is why we separated