To Every Agoraphobic Who's Trying to Be Brave

I drank coffee outside today

With burnt toast on the side

And the sun on my face

It was dreadful; I was exposed

Anyone could walk by and see

The me I was not prepared to show

But the wind felt good on my hair

And music was calming company

So I gulped down the fear

And asked the flitting little bird

To lend me some courage to face the world