Disconnected

I feel as though i am a nomad without a home.
I am wandering, my soul is looking for a permanent place of residence.
I turn to what is familiar; to those that i call my people, but they reject me.
They say that "I'm not a true Mexican, I am a Chicana and I have been white washed."
To the American population I am too Mexican and I am expected to act accordingly, many do not know how to relate to me.
There are clear lines of separation
Where do i belong?
I feel as if i have been pushed to the margins of my society.
To the Mexican i am too white
and to the American I am too Mexican
and the Jew within me is blurred away.

Many say Jesus is your home, you belong to him.
This cleché statement doesn't change the fact that i don't have a tangible community in which i feel i belong to.
When will i find my home?
When will i belong?