The cool kids

We were the cool kids.
 The ones to watch.
Now, we are watched.
Controlled.
We shop the dark alleys of the back woods of some city.
Sales without pity.
 Caught up, lost and in droves.
Lined up and alone.
Waiting for that kiss.
The needles and bliss,
that somehow leaves us,
shaking.
Coffee puddled at our feet.
Conditioning.
Thought we had arrived.
 Turns out , just got dropped off.
On that corner, with the cool kids.
Seemed so hard to fit in.
Somebody said, 'sure, I'll try it!'
Another cool kid just got jumped in.
Controlled, lost and in droves.
Lined up and alone.
Waiting for that kiss.
Heavens needle, hells bliss.
I remiss.
Conditioned, lost and in droves.
Lined up and alone.
Yup, that was us.
The cool kids.