Future Problems

Future Problems...
What have I done to make you come my way?
I certainly did not invite you to tag along while I get through each day.
So tell me, why do you barge into my life uninvited?

It is not like I don't have enough problems to begin with.
It seems that once the old ones are gone, a new set automatically heads toward me.
Occasionally, one or two problems linger with me,
because they cannot bare the thought of leaving me in peace.

Do you all stand patiently in line?
One by one, waiting for the attack?
Oh, future problems,
please just let me be.