Fire Cracker (written for the Independence comp.)

I don't need you to tell me I'm pretty.            
I have a mirror that peers into the very fiber of my being.              
           
I don't need your approval for intellect.            
I've got Ernest and Cormac to keep me sharp.              
           
I don't need you to tell me I'm crazy.              
I'm delighted in my loose grip on your reality.              
           
I don't need the air you breath,            
when there's one thousand an one lives to go.            
           
I don't need your co-dependence,            
as I have all I need, in "my own" dependence.