Personification Poem

Personification Poem

I come in many colors and always scrape my leg,

I do tend to give things a strong push and as always it goes through.

I am always hurt but never seem to show otherwise they’d use me more.

I always cry that makes me shine and in the end I am lifted to reach the sky

I am banged sometimes like a nail and are very fast like baby cheetahs

I hate getting hurt cause I lose my colour then ending up in Hospital.

I am always looking at green and have many friends like me.

In the end I smile with pride with bruises and sores all over my body

I am squeezed very hard but the pain goes away fast

If I am fast and can pass things on ground

What am I ?