I wonder

I Wonder why they do this to me...

I wonder why
They want me to die.
I want to know,
Why they are white as snow.
I wonder when,
We'll meet again.
I will pray till then,
That they'll try not to sin.
I wish I could help.
But it's what they have to delt.
They won't hold me back,
I'll stay on track.
If we meet again,
What will it be like then?



(Delt is like dealing with what they have done)