Inwardly

Slowly  
I grew up out of the ground
from earth  
neither bitter nor sweet
when it seemed only sky  
had meaning
 
I spread myself
whether thinly or thickly  
I could not tell  
for at first feeling alive  
was all that wooed me  
with its taste of fresh fruit jam
 
I reached out  
but discovered weeds
watching them rise  
even in the shade  
their mores endowed  
with greater passions than my own
 
I noticed the tallest  
sought to stifle my thoughts
to kidnap honesty  
then maroon it alone
leaving it fly-tipped  
rotting in a desert of ego
 
And then I became glad  
understanding I was different
and not a bit like them inside
but it's a worrisome task
depending always on the friend
who my heart says  
cannot lie