humming happiness

and i believe the sounds i am making
are
words inside my head,
i am humming to an unfamiliar tune
to noone it relates - 

i am tapping to entwining thoughts
on railings of the balcony, slipping out
like an unknown language
to noone it relates -

they call it noise, my attempt to
get a little sense inside
my never ending worries of
what should and shouldn't be.

they tell me things
they believe they are
seeing what i see,
but their answers never
match to
what i am constantly repeating

they call it noise, my beliefs that
my mistakes could be amended
i am tapping to an unfamliar tune
i am singing life away

and to noone, it relates,
for i am the only one with
tears upon my face
humming happiness, please
for i feel empty.