What Am I
Riddles where you have to find out what is being described.
I have skin, more eyes than one. I can be very nice when I am done. What am I?
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
I can run, but not walk. Thought is not far behind me. What am I?
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly past; for a child, I last forever; for an adult, I'm gone too fast. What am I?
The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
I am slim and tall, many find me desirable and appealing, they touch me and I give a false good feeling, once I shine in splendor, but only once and then no more, for many I am "to die for".
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched, yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured; Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow; Wind is my foe. What am I?