Answer:
Although a human shape I wear, mother I never had. By every miss I'm valued much, still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised. What am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin light enough to fly in the sky and strong enough to crack rocks.
I am what one cannot keep, two cannot hold, and three cannot destroy. What am I?
The more you work, the more I'll eat.You keep me full, I'll keep you neat. What am I?
In many hall ways you would stand if not with me in hand.
What gets broken without being hold?