Secret Agent Man

I feel like a secret agent, always on the go. I am the person you see, but I’m not the man you think you know. I can’t be who I am with everyone, that’s not the person I am to be to everyone. I want to show the real me, but even I have to ask, what’s my true identity. Am I always to be like an agent undercover? Hiding the true me to fool another. Not even to “her” can I be me. I want to show her, tell her, but what more can we really be? I hide how I feel, I hide who I am. I am nothing more than a secret agent man.