Answer:
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
I do not contain flesh feather or scales; yet I have fingers and thumbs.
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
I am enjoyed by some despised by others. Some take me for granted some treasure me like a gift. I last forever unless you break me first.
I am a person who pretends to be someone else
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.