Answer:
I am the thing which everyone has, I consider myself Beautiful and Full of Joy, But the way I am treated Boy O Boy. I am mostly there but no one notices me, I try to prove my worth but nobodyโs there to see. They say I Suck, that I resemble Hell, But when I am about to go then it rings their Bell. Some consider me terrible and Hard, But when I am lost they send their Regard. Many donโt realize Iโll not be there Forever, That I will return Never. But itโs already too late to say goodbyes When I flash before their eyes.
What gets broken without being held?
They are Dark, and always on the run. without the sun, would be none!
It covers you, you lose it every day and you'd die without it.
One might hang a locket from this
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?