Gwendolyn Brooks' "We Real Cool"

I don't think the pool players that the Author talks about in this poem are anything like Sonny, but as I say that I question how I can say that. Just like in "Sonny's Blues" and how the Narrator starts off as thinking Sonny is some heroin junkie, and that's that, but he eventually learns more and gets deeper inside Sonny's feelings. The uncertainty the word "we" makes at the end of each line throws a pretty good twist in the poem. Almost as if they are trying to defend themselves to someone, but aren't sure about what they are doing and which activity is going to validate their decision of dropping out of school and hanging in a pool room all day, and by the end of the poem at "Die soon." they realize that what they are doing isn't going to lead anywhere.