I've Lost My Culture

So I mixed into the British frontier
I thought it was a smart blend
I was so desperate to become as they appear
And I became something my culture didn't intend

I'm lost now, because theres only so much you can mix before it all vititiates
Theres only so much you can do when appreciation doesn't regenerate.
Subsequently I've lost my connection to my culture identity
As though I never originated from my country

But can I call it my country since I didn't embrace it?
Does her name belong with me since i tried to replace it?
What languages should I speak? What's my mother tongue?
Twi, Ga but I tend to pronounce it all wrong.
I've lost it all, how do I get it back?
I'm lost in the middle desperate not to retract

Can you pity someone like me?
Or does disappointment erase all empathy?
Because I tried to adjust to an incompatible suit
And I tried to disassociate myself from my roots..
Can you look up to a person like me?
Someone who's missed out on what her cultural values mean
Because she tried on an incompatible suit
That made her woefully blind to her roots.