Out of the Blue

Out of the blue,
reaching for air.
Realizing then,
didn't know where.

Stepped on a branch,
made too much noise.
Stop with your drinking,
when out with the boys.

Why do I care,
when I'm by myself,
so here I sit, lonely,
The Elf on the shelf.

Now I'm alone,
what should I do?
You're looking for me,
I'm looking for you.