A/N: I know that my poems aren't always SVU related, but I like the audience that I get in this section. That's why I post my poems here. I love getting feedback from anyone out there, so bring it to me :)
I Have No Home
By: Jackie D.
I don't belong here anymore,
But then again I don't belong over there either.
So if it's not here or there, where do I belong?
When can I get past this fog and find me?
I've always had a strong feeling of loneliness.
And now a days I think it's because I'm lost.
I'm lost in between all these hatred feelings.
And, God, I'd hope they'd stop.
I'm constantly criticized about my ethnicity or skin color.
They say, "Go back to your home." and deep down,
I know what they mean, and it hurts.
Because I'm neither wanted on the other side.
Even though I'm 100% Mexican.
I know that people in Mexico hate me, just because I'm American.
I receive there dead panned looks and stares.
But in the end I live with them because, what else can I do?
How am I supposed to feel happy for my country?
How am I supposed to know which flag to pick up and choose?
I feel like I'm endlessly swinging from left to right,
But I hope I never stop because I don't know where I'm going.
I fight this battle everyday in my head,
And I know it's not really my fault or my parents.
But I can't help but feel, my own hatred for my ancestry.
And I'm sorry to say, but I hate you.
I'm proud to say I'm pure Mexican.
But I'm also proud to say that I was born in America.
Still I know that if I'm left to choose a side.
I'll pick neither one, because I have no home and never will.
But I hope every time I lay down at night in my room,
That sleep will easily overcome me and take over.
Because when I lay there still and unconscious.
I like to think that maybe, I do have a home.
