I feel so little in this big world

I feel so little in this big world. I'm still lost. Sometimes I just think ''maybe life isn't for everyone'', but I must be here for a reason. Right now I feel sad, but maybe someday my sadness will become something beautiful. 

I like to think that maybe I'll find someone who loves broken things someday, because that's what  I am, a not beautiful butterfly who can't remember how to fly.