Put me on or throw me around, I’ll still leave a mark.

move without legs, I strike without fists, I spread without asking. You feel me before you see me. What am I?

read a book you might see To see you might need me I let you peek into your desires I am in or out based on your stance I am easily blinded and won’t see a thing

I look soft like marshmallows And I'm wet like dew I'm up in the sky And looking at you I can look like anything that comes to your mind If you feel good Then you're on my nine

I am a big part of life, yet i cannot be seen. I tend to worry people but i can bring an air of nostalgia