After everyone has had their eight hours of sleep,
Their favorite coffee drinks would already be made.
In my case, it would be a white chocolate caramel cookie chiller.
I’d get into my car and head to school,
Wearing my favorite band T-shirt and skinny jeans without a jacket,
Because every day it would be 70 degrees.
Outside it would always smell like a combination of pink grapefruit and freesia.
No police would even exist because this place would be completely safe.
And most of the time, everyone would be happy.
Everyone would have to be sincere because lying isn’t allowed.
People would help one another, and even though everyone is different,
We all would have the same opportunities.
Acceptance would be the most import law, followed by respect.
And when it is someone’s time to die, they do it in a painless way.
But before that happens, one wish will be granted.
And love, the pure kind that everyone wants, exists.