Answer:
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
You can never eat me for breakfast or lunch. What am I?
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not big but leave silver in my tracks. What am I?
I am the word that is always spelled correctly by everyone.
I have a name that's not mine and no one cares about me in their prime. People cry at my sight and lie by me all day and night.
It's what light turns into in the night