This is the perfect way to describe it. I can relate. My family background was a very eclectic mix of things, but "WASP" was not it. I felt this especially as an adolescent and younger woman, realizing that I didn't look remotely like a Barbie doll, and yet, being fair-skinned, I'd be held hard to the WASPy standards of beauty. DNA tests (that showed substantial non-European roots) in an era of greater social consciousness and the celebration of cultures and features beyond the "WASPy hegemony" (great way to put it) have helped me make a deeper level of peace with that and appreciate what I'm made of. I haven't yet been to all of my ancestral homelands, though I'd like to. But on the plus side, being something of an outsider anywhere I go (I'm frequently presumed foreign even in the USA), my life experience has prohibited notions of nationalism from taking hold in me — and I'd say that's a very good thing! ;)

P.S.: the one poem in a language other than English that I wrote was in Spanish. I'd like someday to be able to write poetry in another language again... but if it doesn't happen, I'm okay with that too. :)