Persona Non Grata

The problem with growing up in an interracial community is growing up with no racial identity at all. Being mixed up with all the different cultures lets one choose beautiful bits and pieces from each of those that surrounds him/her. This is the advantage of the situation. But from the gathered pieces, most of them contradicts to the original one thus resulting to the unacceptance of one's real race.
Speaking of cultural indifferences is very similar to that of when discussing morality. What and which is moral or immoral? In one religion, an action might be seen as immoral while another might be the other way around. Let us not speak of religion though.
The question of people like me is, where do we stand? Where is our place? And lastly, the most common of all, who are we?
I am a citizen of a land I can't call home and a foreigner to that of I which I consider home. I have no place. I am the loophole in the pledge for patriotism. My criticisms are unaccepted in every possible point of view on both sides for I am either considered a racist or an ungrateful citizen.
We are silenced against our will. We are accused of lacking knowledge of the land which "morally" they say as ours. Again, morality--only a point of view/opinion. That's what I'll consider it.
The solution for my own peace will be to let go of all hearsays and let my mind speak free of will. Humility, an unforgiving method and an important recipe in the gulag simply called life.