I metamorphose depending on feelings,

Depending on mood and people around.

I am a different person every day
Complexity feeds me
But my mind remains the same. 
Don't judge me if your limited point of view 
Cannot understand the fact that 
My mind rejects the word "simple".
Stereotypes kill the true sense of a complex personality. Our deepest selves don’t
deserve to be bruised by stereotypical words! We represent more than these material
concepts, don’t remain blind by not accepting to see some details at people around
you… 

You have to make a stone burst into tears to discover its true secret
Maybe the other side of the stone is an unborn flower
And no, I'm not the stone, only for those who think I can't be the flower. 
But... I'm a flower that can freeze into a stone any moment.