A litany of life (c/c)?

The bottle-cap image makes me think of a suburb of Mexico where a lot of bottle caps were molded into the asphalt/tar pavement itself. I like the line "If you only knew, You'd probably strike a power chord!" and also "I'm the tail of paradise." In fact, I like the whole stanza "And now I'm with my day...how to write." The poem itself, with teenage angst and cynicism so inherent in it, is a little disturbing in that it hints at substance abuse with the "stoned" and bottle caps mentioned.