My name starts with 'M'

And I am number ten

What am I, you say?

Why listen up, and I'll spray.

I feel I come off as rude,

Even though I don't try to be,

And I'm told I'm not "lady-like",

But you are not me.

Get yourself fixed,

Before you tell me,

Because nobody is perfect,

No, not even he.

But I am a mystery,

At least for now.

And that's what I shall remain,

Until I am found.

Now listen up, mystery person,

Once you are found,

We want you to know something,

So don't say a sound.

We love you bunches,

And we support you,

So if you're ever in crunches,

We'll be there with you.

On us, you can depend.

At least a little bit,

But please, Mrs. Mystery,

Don't on us, spit.

Before friend, before men.

We stayed hand in hand

My first addiction,

But sometimes you ran.

You'd tease the flesh of the paper,

So soft an at ease.

The escape of your words,

Couldn't wait to release.

Relax, be creative, I have secrets to share.

I'd reach over and grab you

And you'd always be there.

I touch the other side of the world,

I touch the breath of the ether,

I hold the words of mankind,

I speak with anyone, anywhere.

I am bright when awake,

But I sleep sometimes too,

You touch me and I respond,

You ask me questions and I answer.

I help with homework

And I love to play games.

What am I?

What am I?

I come and go as I please, and you have no control over me.

What am I?

I don't care if you want me or not, I will grace you with my presence nonetheless.

What am I?

I will break you, I will fix you, I will elevate you, I will destroy you.

What am I?

You can't see me, you can't hear me, but you sure as hell can feel me.

What am I?

A person?

No I am not.

A spirit?

I believe, not.

The air, wind?

I guess I am they

But I am also what?

The earth, the soil.

I was sacrificed

Yet I have no anger in me

I am your brother

Form our first ever Father.

It is very confusing

No one you know has seen me

Someone you've met

Might have felt me.

With a thorny crown on my head

Nails on my hands and feet

I was sacrificed

All for your sins

I am a protector

A brother

A teacher

And most of all, Holy.

Who am I?

you cannot smell me or taste me or see me

nor can you touch me

but i can touch you

i come in many different forms

you can make me in different forms

but no one can decide

which kind of me is the best

people buy me, sell me, and share me

even steal me

but i am priceless

what am i?