Answer:
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I'm sometimes white and always wrong. I can break a heart and hurt the strong. I can build love and tear it down. I can make a smile, but more often bring a frown. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
I am heavy forward but backward I'm not.
If you look, you cannot see me. And if you see me, you cannot see anything else. I can make anything you want happen, but later everything goes back to normal. What am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.