Who am I?

I felt like an butterfly waiting to hitch on something that gives the best comfort and security. But sadly, I am still flying. Doubting every shelter to be another potential butterfly hunter's trap. It takes too much energy to fly out from such trap. Not only energy, but also time and emotions. Not worth trying sometimes. But there is some moments that I would want to step inside and take a look at it with my own eyes. Isn't this risky? I don't know. The butterfly just need a safe shelter where she can hide when she felt emptiness in her life or tired of flying alone. But just yet, she is afraid to land already, at the moment I guess flying would be good for her. However, with the hope of a company who is willing to fly along. Who will it be? I'm waiting.........