The Sufis say the wrath of God is the empty bellies of the poor.
And curse you for mentioning your wrath. Now I can see I am one of those dreaded 'undecided'. I can't tell if my wrath is like the wrath of God or just the inevitable pique of some poor slob who was made to feel worthless and wants revenge for it. From an early age I can see I held the world in contempt because I couldn't fit in. I just couldn't wear the conservative 'happy collar" and go along with the program. My father was far away serving the country most of my childhood and my mom had other things on her mind. I grew up kind of wild I think, comparatively.
I didn't get a lot of guidance from my parents. They parented well in many regards, but were lacking in some respects. Growing up wild puts the onus on you... you decide who/what you will be. It can be squandered, it can be used effectively. If your time is your own, it's a blessing, that's the way you have to look at it.
Seriously, you think of yourself as undecided? You're just playing a silly game there, or are you putting us on?
I won't apologize for feeling wrathful, it's infinitely better than being complacent.