No Warnings.
She wrote with no warnings No, she didn't believe in warnings
She didn't like to mollycoddle Her writing could be upsetting, such is existence Existence was upsetting
She didn't believe in warnings No, warnings would be mollycoddling She didn't like to mollycoddle
If they read past the title, that was their fault
Some would argue her philosophy This was something she didn't care about She'd reiterate her point
About warnings and mollycoddling
She could only manage her own mental health No one else's and, thus, she won't She'd continue to write
Without warnings Existence itself was raw and unaccommodating And warnings would be stifling and mollycoddling
(both of these things she had no love for)
She's not one to bend No, she can be stubborn, absolute Especially things she much believed in
(or lack thereof)
And she didn't believe in warnings So, she wrote without them Damn everything else
Writing didn't have to please everyone Hers especially won't, this is the truth She didn't write for everyone
(she wrote for reasons she couldn't identify)
If her writing upsets anyone, then it was going to happen Warnings or not, such is existence
Make no mistake, she could be conscious And so wrote in a particular style, however, She wouldn't attach a warning
As that would be mollycoddling And it's known how she feels about that.
