#MondayMadness:-  100 words about me in prose-poetry

I'm going to admit this now, I really really dislike poetry, and not because of what it is, more because of the ENDLESS STUDYING you do on it as all my English exams are close book - meaning I have to memorise and study and learn about structures and poetic techniques and it just. Is. So. Boring.

- Rant over and here is my 100 words (ish) about me in prose poetry.

Millions of people in the universe, yet she quietly wished
that she was loved. Nose deep in a book, introverted, alone.
Free, across valleys and streams her and her horse would roam,
a feeling of weightlessness and freedom. A child born into bad
will always have a dark past. A small boy consuming her thoughts,
walking in these shoes hurt her, it broke her. But the light was there,
it is at the end of the tunnel. Who ever said life was fair?

Not sure if that's how you write prose poetry, but that's my best shot -

And PS, sorry for not publishing this sooner, we've been having internet issues here! My days have been spent making rosettes and crying over my endless amount of revision instead...

Love you all
-Jessie xD