A Poets Irony Poem by Shadow Girl

Why is it that a poet
can only truly pronounce
their deepest,
thoughts, fears, feelings, emotions, reflections.
Can only ever give their best
when they are at their worst?
Fly the highest,
when they are at their lowest?
Let go of emotions
when the bottle is empty.
Who would want to be a poet,
who would choose to be a poet
when you can only be good
when you're bad?
But do we really choose
or does the poetry choose us?