Answer:
I am the enemy of all that is good and right. Five letters--that is the length of my name. Remove the first and evil I remain
You can have it, and be at it, But it never lasts forever.
Sometimes you feel it weigh a ton. Yet it is nothing, but somehow still there. Makes you uncomfortable around anyone, But speak its name and it's gone.
Gumby and yoga instructors have this in common.
You might accuse someone living with a stolen identity of being this.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?