Answer:
I'm sometimes white and always wrong. I can break a heart and hurt the strong. I can build love or tear it down. I can make a smile or bring a frown.
What has to be broken before it can be used?
I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What is full of holes, but can still hold a lot of water?
I am owned by Old McDonald.