I am a funfetti cake.
It sounds silly and may make me seem obesed with food.
But I identify as a funfetti cake.
My outside is ordinary.
But once you cut into me, I explode.
The colors come together to represent me and my ideas.
Pick through my brain and you will witness a rainbow spring up from ear-to-ear.
No, I don't look "interesting" or extremely "different" on the outside.
But my inside, my cake, is filled with colors unimaginable to anyone else.