Answer:
I am what bring things together. Without me everything you see would be a total mass or debris everywhere.
I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
What breaks when you say its name?
You throw me out when you want to use me, but take me in when you donβt want to use me. What am I?
Tear off my skin. I won't cry, but you will. What am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?