Answer:
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher more wrinkles crawl onto your face.
What dress does everyone have, but no one wears?
What gets bigger when more is taken away?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.