Hatred

I just had a long conversation with my mum and dad thru phone.
I know I make them sad and worried bout me here.
I just can't stand too long, and I burst out. I cried and cried.
I don't know how to start a conversation with them.
Even one words or even a hello.
Everytime I called them, I will cry.
That's why I hate to call home.
They asked me to be patience here.
I wish I can too but with this situation even others also can't stand with it.
How I hate this girl. Too fragile in and out!
Couldn't stand too long, couldn't face a challenge.
I am sorry daddy.
I am sorry mummy.
I cannot make both of you proud.
I just can make both of you worried bout me.