Too Much

Some want to be rich and famous. I want to heat and eat and have a little fun, be able to hold my head up and be free of harassment and stigma, to be able to look people in the eye, tell them what I do and not be treated like a deluded loser, if I can become sane enough to sensibly raise children then that would be nice, if not then just finding someone to love would be just as good, to walk in the hills and streets of West Yorkshire and feel myself soar, to live in peace till the end of my days, then just die. Probably this is too much to ask for...