It is never too late to change your reflection. One end is a new beginning. 

Light Bulb

A poem in the shape of a light bulb that reads as follows: The path less traveled Leads you down the middle It is a trail that has not been graveled Where you will find there's no one to meddle Finding an inner compass that you use as a guide Not exploring where others have already ventured You can see the places where others have tried To your journey you will remain indentured Not limiting choices to left or right Infinite ways that you can go You will find your delight When you start to glow When no path appears You proceed anyhow Without any fears Or slowing down

You don’t need a light bulb to show you the way; use your inner compass instead. Don’t be afraid of making the wrong choice; trust that your heart will not lead you astray.