Sometimes It's Too Much

I pour drinks for everyone here but can't seem to mix the right cocktail for myself. Sometimes I stare at my reflection in a glass when it gets too quiet, and I wonder what went wrong with my own life. The stories I hear at this bar are always so much more interesting than anything I have. People say I'm good company but they don't know me like that. When the night is over and everyone leaves, there's just emptiness left behind. Sometimes I think about leaving too, or starting something new but it feels impossible. Like I'm stuck pouring drinks for people's lives while my own story gets watered down.