I don\'t know if your way was longer than mine or not.
The trees i saw wasn\'t the ones you saw.
The fruits I tasted wasn\'t the ones you tasted.
The birds I heard can\'t be same as you heard.
The thorns you stepped on wasn\'t the ones I stepped on.
Bitterness or sweetness, both are different for us.
We are shaped differently.
Our times are the only thing that\'s same.
I doubt the way, when the times were the ones to blame.