Bad At It Poem by My song Resound

I think I'm very bad at this thing called love
Don't say my greetings and averse to hugs
I find just talking to be such a chore
People think of me as such a bore
I may have love to give but my patience is thin
And I get called the one that's mean

Don't get me wrong, I don't drive people away
I just don't like socializing everyday
My social battery runs dry faster than you think
In my own thoughts I would then sink
And from conversations I would shrink

I mean, I do try to some days
To make the effort just to stay
Although I love you, I don't care
Please let me go home to my lair

When I'm alone, I'm not lonely
When I'm with others then I will be
I feel like I don't see what they see

Is there a right approach to this?
Is there something that I missed?

I guess that's fine, I'll learn as I go