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I am an odd number. Take away one letter and I become even. What number am I?
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.
In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
People walk in and out of me. They push me and I follow. When they walk out on me I close up and I stay waiting for the next person to walk into my life when I have a more open mind
I lose my head in the morning and regain it back at night. What am I?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?