I am a Girl, when can I live

I am a Girl, when can I live
Born as an Angel, always ready to give
I grew up a little, little less I gave
For the world was teaching to keep some away
I grew more, and kept more and more away
Little did I notice, my joy was shrinking everyday
I thought I was richer, but poor I had gone
My heart that was of gold was now all torn
Life was in bits & I scattered to pieces
What had I become in not giving away
Today I am all grown & again ready to give
The world do not tell me how I am to live
I am still a little girl…to give and to live