Paranoid by Cole Millerreading.
i hear my name called.
maybe it was my mom.
I look up and listen for it again.
dont hear anything.
back to my book.
sounds like my name again.
from outside.
I look up and listen a little.
nothing.
back to my book.
now it just sounds like yelling.
maybe its the neighbors.
back to my book.
yelling.
book.
yelling.
book.
yelling.
my name.
i look up and listen again.
just more yelling.
back to my book.
louder yelling.
book.
yelling.
book.
yelling.
book.
my name.
yelling.
i listen.
cant make out what theyre yelling.
my name.
i listen.
back to my book.
i dont care what theyre yelling.
my name.
i listen.
back to my book.
yelling gets louder.
back to my book.
louder still.
sounds like theyre right next to the house.
at their house maybe.
back to my book.
yelling.
get up to shut the window so i can read without the yelling.
yelling.
my name.
i listen.
i look.
windows not open.
driveways empty.
yelling.
my name. 07/15/2002 Posted on 04/21/2003 Copyright © 2025 Cole Miller
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