the rain hits the cars
i rub my eyes
its something
the trees are still
this same window
i looked through
yesterday

theres this girl
in my class
she wears
strange cloths
and talks fast
she looks nervous
i wonder where shes going

this whole time
the computers sit
and laugh
and with our heads up
keep writing
its the same
and the rain
is kissing the cars
the trees watch in disgust
the window i look through
holds many things
and screams out
change

You might take the last stanza, chop it in half, and put it between the first and second stanzas. Or you could drop the last stanza entirely. Who is this girl?