Who am I?

When I close my eyes, I feel Dutch.
But I don’t have blue eyes or blond hair.
Surinamese blood runs through my veins.
But I don’t speak the language.
I know the national anthem of Curaçao by heart,
I can sing it with my eyes closed. But I wasn’t born there.

So where do I belong?
Where do I come from?
And what do I feel?