Answer:
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.
I come without being fetched at night hides away as soon as daylight strikes. Although I may look small I am much mightier than what you can imagine.
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
I make a loud noise when changing jacket. I become bigger and delicious.
I have hundreds of ears but cannot hear a thing. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.