little unperfect life

I want to go back a long time ago, before i was even born.
Cuz then the world was better off, and it didn't matter if i was gone.
I can't believe it, that my own father said to me to fuck off.
I remember when i was a little kid, then there was nothing but love.
When you start running, your life flashes by.
You see yourself growing up, till the end where you die.
Now i can't go back there, i'm moved on.
You lost me, but i also haven't won.