Who am I?

I know what I am not:

I am not rich, I am not powerful, I am not a hero, I am not an example, I am not a holder of the truth, and I am not perfect.

But I know that I am more than what I am not ... although I am. I know that I am the sum of my passions, my mistakes, what I did not want to be, what I could not be, what they did not let me be.

I am a tear, that fallen in a lake, and wish that the slight ripple that it provoked does not fade...

Before touch you.