Watch it move
with the strings I pull.
A painted face
that begs for freedom.
With a smile on its face
and strings on its head,
nothing can escape
The powerful tug of my fingers.
One tear escapes
and then another
But the smile carved in
won't let go of my strings.
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As for content, this poem is a bit confusing. The reader can understand that the puppet is the narrator and that he's controlling his life painfully, under a guise of happiness that he doesn't feel, but the way that its stated doesn't come across very well. Notice that I call the puppet a "he," because the words used in the poem make the puppet sound male. Perhaps change the puppet to being male if you wish to.
The last two lines are especially problematic. A smile that cannot let go of stings isn't exactly the best for imagery purposes. However, the rest of to poem is good for imagery. The repetition of pulling stings is used well.
This poem is also read faster than your others because of the words used. I'm not sure it's beneficial to the poem because although its an poem filled with anxiety, it is not one of rage. Poems with short words are better for the theme of rage.