Answer:
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil
I am asleep when you are awake I am awake when you fall asleep. I can fly but no feathers to aid my flight.
What is always coming but never arrives?
One simple click, one simple flash. A piece of memory, for years I'll last. What am I?
My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.