Drawing lines

I never wanted anything
More than the knowledge of who I am
And I wish I could tell you, but there are
Lines between me, myself and I
It's so easy, drawing lines...
And if they're broken, I will crumble
Running in circles, not saying a word
So many lines...
On and on...
Really don't want to be like this
Really don't want you to see me like this
You know I'm not enough