Weathering

I'm feeling like a sun on a seaside
Ideas are waving along (?) my mind
And feels like can't ever ride anymore
Today I've got another date, with the pressure
I'm looking for something and never surrender I just want to create, again
I'm willing to pay for an idea
But the pay just still remain empty

Feeling this reborn into this boy
Do you realize that I'm not unemployed
Why if I have no words if I don't have a sign (?)
If the aunt (?) came before the beginning