A Race

What makes you happy?
What makes you smile?

If u are smiling, does that means that you are happy?
If u are not smiling, does that means you are sad?
So if you are not smiling, you may be anxious perhaps?

We are all caught up in a race.
A race against time.
A race of life.
It is moving so fast that i can't feel it sometimes.

STOP!
Have i been running so fast that i am lost?
Have i been running slower than the rest that i fall behind?