Answer:
What has a head yet it never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps, can run but can not walks, and has a bank but not a cent to its name?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month. What am I?
Sheets of paper that tell new stories each day.
What can get you there in eco style, pushed by your legs mile after mile?
Once you know it exists, it no longer exists. What is it?
I start with T end with T and within me is T.