Answer:
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
I have an eye but I cannot see. What am I?
You turn me over after you have travelled far.
I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
What asks but never answers?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.