I never was, am always to be,
no one ever saw me, nor ever will,
and yet i am the confidence of all,
to live and breathe on this terrestrial ball.
What am i?

I can be lost, yet still without.
I can be given, yet stilI kept.
I can be broken, yet in one piece.
I can be stolen, yet still in your grasp.
What am i?

The manufacturer doesn’t want it,
the buyer doesn’t use it,
and the user doesn’t even see it.
What is it?

I am something that follows you wherever you go.
I normally come in pairs.
I get messed up by water, wind, and rain.
What am i?

On the charts I remain number one,
this position can not be undone,
If i burn, you may get
Just a little bit wet.
In a Zeppelin, i am no fun.
What am i?

I am the blackchild of a white father,
a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.
I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me,
even though there is no cause for grief,
and at once on my birth i am dissolved into air.
What am i?

What force and strength
can not get through,
I with a gentle touch can do,
and many in the streets would stand,
were i not as a friend in hand.
What am i?